Chapter 5837

Jared lay on the ground as life seeped from him in slow, deliberate threads. Soul Devourer’s triumphant face loomed closer, the demon’s grin carved of jagged stone and sharpened hunger. From the distance came the frenzied cheers of Sheldon and the other fiends-savage roars that beat against Jared’s skull like war drums-until the cold spread from his chest to his heart.

Is this how it ends-dying under an empty sky, forgotten in the dirt?

A roar of unwillingness and resentment sparked behind his ribs, burning hotter than any flame he had ever summoned.

Despair followed, a black tide threatening to drown that spark before it could breathe.

Anger surged next-red, blinding, alive-slamming against bone like a caged beast.

All those emotions tangled, combusting within him like poison set ablaze, screaming for release.

Do I still have a trump card?