Were now dying before me.
The illusion of their power collapsed in real time, and their wealth and titles became meaningless as they choked on their arrogance.
I did not waste the moment.
With predatory swiftness, I lunged to my feet, my hand snapping around Mathias’ wrist like a vice.
He gasped, startled, his once-unshakable confidence now a thing of the past.
The room spun as my body fought against its own exhaustion.Darkness crept at the edges of my vision, whispering for me to succumb, but I would not.
I anchored myself to this world, to this moment.
Towering over the chaos, I stood defiant as the nobility writhed at my feet.
“You forgot about the powerful alchemist in France,” I bellowed, my voice a blade, slicing through the terror.
“You thought it was me.You should have listened to my warning.”
Mathias’ wild eyes darted across the room, desperately trying to piece together the nightmare unraveling before him.
He lashed out—a frantic, uncoordinated attempt at control.
But the poison was merciless.
It stripped him of his precision, his balance—his very dignity.
His blows were weak and ineffectual, a pathetic display of a man who had once believed himself untouchable.
His strength bled out of him with every passing second.
And then, I moved.
Surging through the convulsing masses, an apparition of vengeance.
The air reeked of death and dying grandeur, their once-opulent laughter now twisted into guttural gasps, choked screams.
Still, my thoughts flitted to Elizabeth.
The architect of our salvation.
She had vanished.
A clawing sense of unease stirred in me, but there was no time to falter.I needed to gather my men.
I needed to seize control of the chaos.
And then, I saw them.
Alexander and Winston.
The titans of this society were now nothing more than writhing corpses-in-waiting.
They twitched and convulsed on the opulent floor, their power unraveling, their wealth offering no salvation.
I loomed over them, my shadow stretching long and mercilessly over their tormented forms.
“You should see your faces,” I snarled, my voice a dark hymn, each word dripping with finality.
