Chapter 182. Almira

Almira smiled sarcastically.

The flicker of torchlight danced across her sharp features, throwing fractured shadows against the obsidian walls. The faint scent of burning herbs and molten wax clung to the heavy air, thick enough to taste.

“That’s where you are wrong Almira. Getting Esmeray killed wasn’t what I wanted to achieve when I agreed with all the Guardians to throw the child out.”

Vincent’s voice rolled through the chamber like distant thunder, low and commanding. The air around him shimmered faintly with dark energy, the kind that made the fine hairs on Almira’s arms rise.

“Now you are going to say that you did it for her character build-up.” Almira huffed in disbelieve.

Her breath came out sharp, fogging the air as if the temperature had suddenly dropped. The chamber felt smaller, the walls inching closer with each exchange of words.

“House of Untouchables and the House of Untolds might be able to fight the Lost Souls but we can’t bend t