The cold detachment in Selene’s voice was more devastating to Kael than a blade through the ribs. He remained kneeling in the sand, his head bowed, his broad shoulders trembling. Before Kael could speak, Duke Vance’s roar shattered the fragile silence of the amphitheater. "Grand Inquisitor!" Vance bellowed, leaning over his loggia balustrade, pointing an accusing finger at Kael and the iron wagon. "I demand the immediate arrest of Alpha…
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