Damian stood frozen, his gun still clutched in his hand, as he gazed down at Luca's lifeless body. For the first time in years, he felt a weight lift off his shoulders, and with it, a sense of freedom he thought he'd never experience again.
As he turned to take in the aftermath, his gaze fell upon the bodies of Luca's loyal soldiers, their lifeless forms scattered across the floor like rag dolls. His eyes settled on Jeff and Theo, men he had once called friends, their eyes now frozen in a permanent, empty stare. A pang of regret hit him, and for a moment, he felt the sting of sadness. But he couldn't let it consume him.
Damian's gaze drifted to the bodies of Herald's men, their corpses being removed by their people, but the smell of blood and gunpowder lingered in the air.
As he stood t
