Chapter 76 Storm Fang Guild
The Guildmaster's Virel roar shattered the tension. A flock of crows perched on the rooftops above scattered in alarm, their wings darkening the sun for a heartbeat.
"You dared lay hands on my boy, Varun?"
Karn did not rise immediately. He traced a finger along the runes of his spear — the Shula Vidya's power coiling within him like a restrained serpent.
He breathed once, deeply, grounding his aura. When he looked up, his eyes were thunderclouds.
"Your son tried to kill innocent villagers while bearing your name. I stopped him. If you came seeking an apology, you've wasted your steps."
A ripple of shock and excitement tore through the onlookers. Some pressed closer, emboldened by distance, their eyes gleaming. Here was no ordinary quarrel; this was a storm meeting lightning.
Stormfang's laugh was devoid of mirth — a harsh bark of a wounded beast. He stepped closer, so near that Karn could taste the man's fury in the air.
