Chapter 248

Dante’s Point of View:

The chains cracked.

Not gently — not in surrender — but like the shattering of worlds.

Each link screamed as it broke, spilling white fire into the darkness around me. The mist recoiled, hissing like a living thing. I felt the ground quake under my feet, the sky above me splintering like glass.

Sorana’s scream tore through the silence.

Her voice was both thunder and grief, s