#Chapter100 Coward
Theodore
"Coward," I snarled, though the sound of my voice seemed to echo through the hall.
The room erupted into whispers, scandalized and disgusted at Rylan's words. Even those who had backed Rylan seemed to recoil.
Violet’s voice cut through the noise, cool and sharp. “You disgrace yourself more with every word.”
The High Priest narrowed his eyes at Rylan, his aura flaring with divine energy. The air grew heavy, thick with unseen power.
“You brought this accusation in public. You have been challenged,” he said, voice ringing through the grand hall. “You do not get to turn away now.”
With a flick of his wrist, the High Priest called forth magic that locked Rylan in place. He stiffened, his limbs frozen, his mouth parting in panic. A silver glow pulsed around him, holding him prisoner in his own skin.
“I will grant you one last chance,” the High Priest decreed. “Withdraw your words. Confess your lie, and you will walk away with your life.”
Rylan’s face twisted with

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