Chapter 1062

The moment he burst out of the flames, Raguel saw V.

The merc stood there at the boundary between fire and shadow, his blade lowered, his gaze calm. His position had been calculated with absolute precision—right on the only path Raguel could take to escape the blaze, while also avoiding the area where the flames were fiercest and most likely to distort visibility.

Raguel had no time to think, no time to adjust.