Chapter 6434

Jared gave no answer. His expression remained calm, unshaken.

But beneath that still surface, the weight of every farewell—and everything he could not change—pressed down endlessly.

He raised his hand and drew the Dragonslayer Sword.

Cold light flared across the blade as violet chaos-flame roared to life along its edge.

He pushed against the crushing Golden Immortal dominion and met it head-on. He would not bow. He would not kneel.

Gwendolyn stood beside him, Frostbrand steady in her grip.