___ Velmora Capital ____
Cracks!
The purple glass prison cracked after nearly an hour of silence, and everyone's head snapped toward it in anticipation. The people gathered around the capital had been forced to wait without knowing what was happening inside, unable to see through the territory or determine which of the two Princes remained standing.
Ministers, soldiers, clan leaders and servants had all been watching the same prison in tense silence, and for many of them, the waiting had become almost unbearable.
"Please... Please... Please come out alive." Mary prayed silently alongside many others, her hands clasped tightly together as she stared at the cracking prison.
Krash!
The territory finally burst apart, releasing a violent wave of energy across the capital and revealing Damian standing in midair. His body was battered, his clothes torn and covered in blood, but he remained standing.
