!!! *** WARNING! THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS MATERIALS THAT SOME READERS MAY FIND DISTRESSING! SUCH AS VIOLENCE/GORE, MAYHEM, AND MURDER! READER DISCRETION IS ADVISED! *** !!!
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"Let the council live; forgive them for what they've done to us, or... kill them all right now."
The words had barely left Caylon's lips when Bevan shot to his feet once again.
"Vote?" he scoffed. "We are your high council. You cannot vote against us!"
Caylon turned his head to him.
"Says who?" He asked, tilting his head mockingly.
"We are in charge," Bevan replied, pushing the words out angrily.
Caylon chuckled as he shook his head.
Suddenly, the air started to swirl around us. Bevan's eyes began to glow. The black spots in his aura started to grow and shi
