Chapter 258

Author’s POV

He was a man who once had everything. The best family, the best friends. The best sibling, the best lover and everyone believed he had the best of everything that they could never afford but suddenly everything he once owned was taken away from him. His sorrow suddenly turned to grief. Despite his losses, he was still standing at the war front.

Unfortunately for Damian, the battlefield did not slow for grief. It swallowed his grief.

Damian moved through the field like a creature that no longer belonged among the living. His boots crushed bones of wolves and even demons with the strongest of bones, his blade rising and falling in clean and efficient arcs. There was no wasted movement. This man was no longer Damian but a man who has been consumed by darkness and all that was in his mind is death. Just death.