Chapter 151 - The Broken Pact

The night air was thick with tension, every breath Ava took felt like inhaling shards of glass. The once grand hall of the stronghold, where strategies were born and alliances forged, now lay in shambles, echoing with the remnants of shattered trust. The victory they had claimed was nothing more than an illusion, a facade that crumbled the moment her trusted allies revealed their treachery. The scent of betrayal was sharp in the air, mingling with the distant smell of burning wood and the coppery tang of blood—a bitter reminder of the war they had fought, the war that had come at too high a price.