Chapter 3228 The Death of the Hale Brothers
- The sound of snapping bones behind him sent a jolt of terror through Kurtis. He turned to see his brother, Cyrus, with his neck grotesquely twisted, his head lolling to one side. His mouth gaped open as if he wanted to say something, but no words came out. Cyrus' eyes were bloodshot, his voice rasping, sounding like a vengeful spirit.
- "Leave now, and I can pretend none of this ever happened. Otherwise, the entire Gloam Division will hunt you down without mercy!" Cyrus rasped, his voice hoarse and his eyes blazing with madness.
- But Mortimer was unmoved by Cyrus' threat. The idea that he would simply leave and trust that Cyrus would let things slide was laughable. Only someone with a death wish would believe such a lie.