Chapter 94 Long Live The King

Caleb’s vision is red as he closes his hands around the traitor’s throat. He has her up against the wall, her feet dangling, kicking wildly. She claws at Caleb’s hands with her dull human fingernails, as if that would ever be enough for him to not see justice done. “C-Caleb…” she gasps, the villain, trying to manipulate him by saying his name so informally. Her and her cohorts may have absconded him from his capital, but no matter where he goes, he will always be king.