Chapter 15

"It was me!"

It was just three words, yet it resounded through the hall like crackling thunder and rang in the attendees' ears, shaking all thoughts from their minds.

Even Trent, still on stage, was stunned.He was a battle- hardened deputy commander of the Western border.He had fought hundreds of battles alongside the Blithe King himself, yet James's roar froze him completely, rendering him unable to react for an instant.

When he was finally able to move, he spotted a man walking into the hall.The person donned a black ghost mask, and a chill emanated from his body.This chill seemed to penetrate throughout the entire hall, lowering the temperature by a few degrees.

"That's him?"

"That's the person in the ghost mask that killed Warren Xavier!"

The celebrities finally reacted, their faces growing pale in shock and terror as James walked past them.

They remembered the gruesome image that had happened only half a month ago, when William Xavier's arm was yanked off, and Warren Xavier was decapitated, his headless body falling into a pool of his own blood.

"You?"

Trent's expression darkened.He knew the ghost mask this man wore.He had seen it on their surveillance footage, when this man murdered his father.

"The remnant of the Cadens?"

Trent stared at James, who was still approaching him.He may have been a battle-hardened deputy commander, with over a hundred battles under his belt, but the bloodlust he felt from this man was nothing he had ever experienced.

following James, spotted the bloodied Thea on stage, her shallow gasps for breath the only

James cared

from that inferno, his savior who

honor for Thea Callahan.If he kept that

dared torment Thea

Dragons had lamellas.

death would be assured.Thea was James's lamella.Trent was a dead man.No one could save him now! Even if the Blithe King stood before them, he would be cut down if he dared

and Trent

gaze, and

wire.His hand tightened around the wire,

his wide leather toe box shoes echoed rhythmically throughout the hall, startling the audience with every step he took.His footsteps grew heavier, becoming akin to an earthquake by

"The...Black..."

as he spotted

person in this world capable of using

split instantaneously.Silver needles exploded towards Trent, embedding themselves accurately

once again converging to form a thin wire,

even getting his

deep regret.He spotted a wire in the surveillance footage, but it was too far away for him to identify what

Commanders, on par with his superior! Yet he knew that even though they were of the same rank, not even ten Blithe Kings would win against one Black Dragon! Trent fell over slowly as the horrified crowd watched on,

on the

spotted the person wearing the ghost mask.The owner of the mask approached her.She tried to clear her hazy vision so she could memorize the mask, but

claimed her, she felt a pair of strong arms pick her

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