Chapter 294 — Judgment
Han's head dropped. When he spoke again, the calm was gone.... replaced by a blade of something cold and hungry.
"Why would he be treated differently?" His voice was low, each word a cut. "He caused this. He founded the Cursed. He made them...." He pointed at the fallen Dark Emissary, hate burning in his eyes. "He did that to her and countless others. He deserves nothing but death."
LightRunner's smile vanished. He met Han's glare without flinching.
"I know," he said quietly. "And trust me...he'll get what he deserves."
Han laughed once, bitter. "What does he get? This world you helped build favors the strong. Status buys immunity. He won't get justice....only protection. What he deserves isn't a prison sentence or a trial. He deserves death." The cold in his face radiated malice. "If you stand behind him, you'll face my wrath too."
A hot red glow flared beneath the blue of his irises.
