[Author's Note: The following chapter contains mature R-18 themes, including explicit anal content. Reader discretion is advised.]
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Chapter 133: A Queen's Rebirth
I stepped out of the ruined bunker. The chaotic noise of the battlefield had completely died down.
I held Sylas Vane by his silver hair. The severed head dripped dark sap onto the mud.
Thousands of surviving Elven soldiers were on their knees. They had dropped their weapons.
They watched in absolute terror as I marched toward the main barricade. I lifted the Patriarch's head and slammed it down onto a jagged iron spike.
SHNK.
"The Purist Vanguard is broken!" I roared across the encampment. My voice amplified with raw mana. "House Vane has fallen!"
A deafening cheer erupted from my own soldiers. The Forge had won.
While the infantry moved in to secure the prisoners, I turned away from the cheering crowd. I walked toward the eastern perimeter.
