Chapter 95 Battle
- Sebastian’s POV
- The battlefield is chaos.
- Flames roar from my mouth as I sweep over the exiled, their twisted forms scattering beneath the searing heat. My wings slice through the air with each powerful beat, lifting me higher before I spiral downward, releasing another torrent of fire. The acrid stench of burning flesh fills my nostrils, mingling with the metallic tang of blood that permeates the air.