Chapter 138: A Symphony of Knives

Chapter 138: A Symphony of Knives

The city didn’t sleep. It simmered.

Even in the hush of predawn, the streets pulsed with quiet menace. Sirens hummed in the distance. Smoke coiled above the skyline. Power had shifted, but peace was still a fantasy. Dante knew that better than anyone.

He sat alon...

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