Chapter 78 The Fall Of The Shadow King

• The action on the battlefield around me was halted, as if time itself were holding its breath, and the silence was unsettling. With their oppressive presence, all eyes were on the Collector's leader, the so-called Shadow King, who stood atop a broken ridge. As if this battle were merely a formality, they had the attitude of someone who had already declared victory.
• The commander shouted out, "Evelyn," in a silky but condescending voice. "You've made such progress. For what purpose? A brief outburst of defiance?”
• I balled my hands into fists. Beneath my flesh, the weight of my strength throbbed, screaming to be let loose. Even though Sebastian's visage was tight with controlled rage, his steady presence at my side helped to ground me.