Chapter 218
"It's your turn now."
Those outside the shattered domain heard the chilling voice echo just as Viktor's barrier collapsed, revealing him crumpled on the ground.
His chest heaved with every breath, his eyes pitch black, and blood dripping from the corner of his mouth.
"Viktor!" Sol cried out, her voice cracking as she surged forward—only to freeze mid-step.
She looked down. Shadowy, clawed hands writhed out of the ground, coiling tightly around her ankles and rooting her in place.
"Let me go!" she screamed, turning furiously in the direction the shadows came from.
"Can't do that," Selene replied, her voice cold and rational. "We need to think smart. Not emotionally."
"Exactly," Dave added, rising to his feet with barely a scratch. "You know Viktor better than any of us. Do you really believe he'd go down that easily?"
