The Valkyrie Returns and Slays (Raven)

Chapter 170

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Raven stood silently on the sidelines, her gaze locked on Caleb's battered figure.

Despite the overwhelming disadvantage, the boy still gritted his teeth and fought with every last ounce of strength.

For the first time, a flicker of approval appeared in her usually indifferent eyes.

He was finally showing it-that ruthless will to fight like his life depended on it. During training, Caleb had always performed decently, but he'd lacked a vital edge: the ferocity to stake everything in a real battle.

Without that, he could never break into the ranks of the Elite Warriors.

But now, thanks to Jedidiah's relentless provocation, the blood in him had finally begun to boil.

This was exactly why she had purposely awarded Caleb the first Hundred-Man Unit slot-so Jedidiah would emerge from the shadows and set his sights on him.

As for Caleb's injuries, as long as he didn't die, she was fully confident she could have him back to full health within three days.

Meanwhile, Jedidiah was spiraling into a frenzy.

The moment Caleb's teeth sank deep into his leg, his strikes turned savage.

Crack after crack echoed as Caleb's bones fractured under the assault.

His body was now a mess of blood and broken limbs, his breaths shallow and fading.

But even then, his jaws refused to unclench.

"Someone help him!"

"Get him out of there-now!"

"Hell no. This is our land, and I'll be damned if some punk from Sunset Empire thinks he can run wild here!"

due to Jedidiah's repeated mentions of the Vyrdenian monarch, could hold back

on the throne raged-they weren't about to

were about to leap into action, a sudden voice rang out from the courtyard gates-cold/sharp,

"Enough."

the chaos

froze and turned toward

procession of

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one emanating an undeniable

were two middle-aged

uniform of Sunset Empire's military, the insignia on

no one spared him more

instead to the man beside him-dressed in Vyrdenia Military's highest-grade

Macy?" gasped several onlookers in

no mistaking

and more importantly, the younger brother

of Vyrdenia, few stood higher

who'd been lounging indifferently until

once, genuine respect flickered in her usually serene

fell on the bruised, bloody Caleb

and spoke, his voice calm but layered

glance and showed

and said, "Mr. Macy, Vyrdenia claims to be a land of civility and decorum. Before you order my soldier to stand down, shouldn't

"Kneel?" Benson's eyes narrowed.

clarifying the situation, you want my people to kneel and beg? Tell me, Mr. Ortega, does Sunset Empire operate entirely without

drained from Ortega's

his head, throwing a look

pain in his leg, but straightened his back and replied, voice solemn, "I only wanted to test this so-called number one pick for your Hundred- Man Unit. But it turns out... he's trash. In fact, I'd go as far as to say every Vyrdenian under twenty-five

to mind