Chapter 1356

Chapter 1356:

“Makenna! Watch out!”

My desperate warning was completely swallowed by the deafening cacophony of clashing steel and agonized screams that filled the dungeon.

As Makenna stumbled backward in panic, the back of her skull connected with brutal force against the razor-sharp corner of a stone table, producing a sickening thud that echoed through my very soul.

Bang!

Her body crumpled lifelessly to the cold stone floor, her beautiful, long hair spreading like silk across the rapidly expanding pool of crimson blood beneath her head.

“Makenna!” Clayton’s anguished howl tore through the air as his golden eyes blazed with such fierce rage they seemed to weep tears of crimson blood.

Molten rage surged through my veins like liquid fire, and my already extended fangs grew even longer, gleaming with deadly promise in the flickering torchlight. After pulverizing the skulls of two hapless soldiers with bone-crushing blows from my powerful front paws, I launched myself through the air toward Antoni with predatory precision.

He attempted a cowardly escape, scrambling backward frantically, but the devastating force of my muscular tail whipped through the air and sent him tumbling back into the heart of the deadly fray.

“Bryan! I’ll tear you apart!”

Antoni howled like a wounded animal, his blade whistling through the air as he slashed desperately at my foreleg with wild, erratic strikes. But my powerful jaws clamped down on his shoulder with bone-crushing pressure, my grip unrelenting and merciless as I lifted him bodily and slammed his broken form against the unforgiving stone wall.

The wall fractured under the tremendous impact, spiderweb cracks spreading across its surface as droplets of Antoni’s blood seeped deep into the newly formed crevices like crimson mortar.

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At that pivotal moment, Amon and his carefully chosen team—disguised as Wizard Clan soldiers—stormed into the chamber from the outer corridors, their true allegiance finally revealed in this crucial hour.

The Wizard Clan soldiers’ previously disciplined formation crumbled into absolute chaos as confusion and betrayal rippled through their ranks like a deadly plague.

Seizing this perfect opportunity with predatory instinct, I swiped viciously at Antoni’s exposed face with my razor-sharp claws, each talon seeking flesh and bone. My merciless claws slashed through his skin like parchment, peeling away layers of rotting, putrid flesh.

“Ahhh! Bryan Reeves!” Antoni’s voice rose to a blood-curdling scream of agony. “I’ll kill you! I swear by all the dark gods I’ll kill you!”

I dismissed his deranged threats with cold indifference and swung my powerful tail like a mighty war hammer, the impact striking his knee with enough force to shatter bone and sinew.

Just then, the narrow entrance to the dungeon erupted with a flood of heavily armed soldiers who poured into the chamber like a deadly tide, their weapons gleaming as they surrounded us from every conceivable angle, cutting off all hope of escape.

From their midst, Colt emerged, his face twisted into a mask of pure fury. The moment Antoni spotted him, he instinctively covered his face and trembled as he scurried toward him. “Your Highness! They—”

Colt kicked Antoni aside with a vicious sneer, his amber eyes sweeping over the unconscious Makenna before locking onto Clayton and me with predatory focus. His eyes narrowed into dangerous slits, pupils dilated with murderous fury.

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