Ares||
I rode through the kingdom, the steady rhythm of my horse’s hooves a stark contrast to the chaos around me.
The aftermath of the escaped Berserker was everywhere. Houses were destroyed, doors ripped from their hinges, and the streets were littered with debris and bodies.
The snow, once pristine and white, was stained with blood and mud, a grim testament to the c*****e.
My heart sank as I surveyed the devastation.
Innocent lives lost, homes destroyed, and a community left in fear and mourning.
This was not the work of a wild beast; this was a calculated act of destruction, unleashed by my brother’s reckless decision.
I felt a deep anger towards Axel for letting Scarlett release the Berserkers without considering the consequences. He should have been strict with her.
The Berse
