Shinjiteita Nakama Tachi Ni Dan John Okuchi De Korosarekaketaga Gift -

Kaelen stumbled through the jagged doorway, one hand clamped over the wound in his side. Warmth bled between his fingers, sticky and relentless. Behind him, the sound of heavy boots echoed off the stone corridor—steady, unhurried. They weren’t chasing anymore. They were savoring.

Now he understood. Betrayal was the real prison. Kaelen stumbled through the jagged doorway, one hand

Kaelen had thought that was poetry. Now, as his back hit the cold stone of a dead-end chamber, he realized it was prophecy. Kaelen stumbled through the jagged doorway

And Kaelen?