Chapter 100: I’m sorry, my child
The sky remained covered by thick black clouds, motionless, as if the wind had completely disappeared.
In the ruined city of the Medici Clan territory, the streets were littered with corpses and debris. Blood flowed through the cracks in the pavement, mixing with the relentless rain, carrying away pieces of flesh, mud, and ash.
The Lightning Boar wreaked havoc, slaughtering members of the Medici Clan and the great families, while the elders and others tried to control the situation, which was becoming increasingly precarious.
Furthermore, the Silver Wolf of viscount rank had not yet made his move, which increased the mental pressure on the survivors, who were plunged into uncertainty about their possible fate, which was not entirely assured.
The elderly Colson watched the situation with calculating eyes. Despite having established a defensive formation, it was already beginning to collapse under the constant attacks of the normal lightning boars and silver wolves, which were working together with the three-eyed black crows.
The situation is becoming increasingly uncontrollable... If this continues, all of us here will die at the hands of the beasts.
Colson glanced sideways at the outsiders, those who did not belong to the clan. He did not trust them for a second. They were mere temporary allies, nothing more. A useful tool while the situation stabilized, if that was still possible.
He had not forgotten the betrayal. The holes in the wall did not appear by chance; they were made from within. There were infiltrators, and he did not yet know how many.
The more he thought about it, the clearer a vision became: the total downfall of the Medici Clan.
And yet, amid that darkness, he felt a spark of relief.
The most promising young people were still alive. So was the clan leader.
Even if all of them died there, the Medici name would not be extinguished. It would rise again sooner or later. The lineage still breathed, and as long as that was true, there would be hope.