Chapter 117

Still Dante Point of view:

The candlelight flickered low as the room fell into an uneasy silence, broken only by the soft crackle of the fire.

“But if I remember correctly,” Malcor said, his tone sharp with suspicion, “there were thirty-six burned bodies in the Sanctuary Circle manor last time we searched. Thirty-six.”

The weight of his words settled heavily between us. Thirty-six bodies. Thirty-s