Chapter 3498 The Deathmatch
- Orla's words struck Toliver like a thunderclap, reverberating in his mind with an intensity he couldn't shake. Cold sweat soaked his back as he stood frozen in place.
- She wasn't just speaking to him—she was reminding him not to focus on the surface. A wave of unease and realization washed over him. He nodded, his voice steady but heavy.
- "I'll remember your guidance, governor."