Chapter 180. The Silver City

“Do you want to save her? Do you want to protect her? Do you want to avenge her?” These were the questions the damned asked King Japhet the Third in that dark place. Having killed her own Wadi soldier, Martha was bound for either death by the hands of her people or banishment.

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Desmond took a piece of paper out of the book, folded it, and placed it in his pocket. He closed the book and hurried out of the dark hall through the brick wall. He walked through the path between the two shelves back to the table he sat at before and rang the bell. Elle appeared again, and after exchanging pleasantries, she led him out of the library, unaware that Desmond had stolen something.

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“Why do you ask me this?” Japhet asked, his eyes darting from side to side in an attempt to follow her movements. His feet were buried in a pool of water, and the silent chuckles of the Damned echoed far into the darkness that surrounded him.

“Because Martha’s life is in more dan