The Man's Decree

Meanwhile, Jared and his beleaguered companions were ensnared within the clutches of the Five Great Sects.

Their allies, Montane Daemon, Igor, the valiant Catina, and the resourceful Tyler, all bore the brunt of grievous wounds.

They were ringed by the covetous eyes of the Celestial Darkmore Sect, Celestial Moon Sect, and Celestial Sun Sect, whose disciples encircled them with avarice gleaming in their eyes.

The Demon Seal Alliance’s century-long promises were a lure too seductive to ignore.

Heinrik, Edward, and Stuart couldn’t help but exchange knowing looks and burst into mirthful laughter.

Despite Lauden’s express prohibition, the temptation of the Demon Seal Alliance’s offerings was too strong to resist.

Everyone had their schemes, their secret desires, and now, they were all here, with Jared unwittingly cast as their prey, a fish laid bare upon the board, awaiting their will to carve.

wrest it from you ourselves?” Heinrik asked, his smirk playfully

fire in his eyes was a silent testament to his

Facing the inevitable, Jared’s resolve hardened; he would go down fighting, determined to drag as many as he could with

tenacity, their sneers thick with contempt. “You overestimate yourself, boy. Since you’ve chosen

through the air, a powerful presence that quashed

you just

cadre of their own swiftly to

contorted subtly upon laying eyes on Lauden. “Mr. Delacroix, surely even you cannot disdain the Demon Seal Alliance’s century of offerings. You won’t stop us, will

support of sect leaders Edward and Stuart, and the collective might of three

get to him,”

in this young man’s fate?” Edward inquired,

to combat evil. Even in these degraded times, should we not honor their memory? Should we not hold fast to the last vestiges of our integrity? We are not butchers, to kill at whim for personal gain. And let’s

voice thundered with righteous

fall on deaf ears, the allure of the Demon Seal Alliance’s promises too potent for