Rising from the Ashes (Andrew) novel Chapter 2993

In Throne City's City Hall, Prescott's broken body lay in the center. Several Ludendorff family elites were treating him, and among them was Alonzo, the family's second-in-command.

Raiden sat in the head position with a blank face, saying nothing.

Meanwhile, Cyril and Garal stood with their hands at their sides near the hall entrance, trembling. Half of Garal's body was still bleeding, his vision was already doubled, and he could pass out at any moment.

Yet, Raiden said nothing and just sat there.

So, Garal had no choice but to continue standing and awaiting orders. He had no idea whether Raiden would order him to rest and receive treatment, or tell him to end his own life on the spot.

After a long while, Alonzo and the others finished stabilizing Prescott.

Alonzo turned to Raiden, his expression bitter as he said, "We managed to save his life, but… he's crippled."

Raiden still did not say a word.

The lavish hall was brightly lit, almost like daylight.

Yet at that moment, every member of the Ludendorff family felt as if they had fallen into an ice pit, as though they were standing in hell.

"Take him away," Raiden finally said, sounding as if he had sighed.

After that, he looked at Garal and barked, "Garal, come forward!"

Garal's heart trembled as he steeled himself and took a step forward. Then, he collapsed heavily to his knees. He had already been barely holding on, but Raiden's command snapped him back to alertness. His life or death would be decided right now.

Raiden said calmly, "Speak. How exactly did we lose Abyss City? You had two martial gods defending the city. Inside, we had family garrison troops. I simply can't imagine how things ended up like this."

Garal immediately recounted everything, from how Andrew deceived both him and Prescott into entering Abyss City, then how Andrew staged a show of resisting the Cathedral's army, and finally, how, after withstanding the first wave of attacks and winning a major victory, Andrew suddenly turned on them, severely injuring Garal and throwing him off the walls, while nearly killing Prescott.

"Wait," Alonzo interrupted, frowning deeply as he sneered. "You said Andrew seriously injured both you and Prescott, two martial gods?"

He continued, "Garal, you're not a fool. You should know that shifting blame and making things up at a time like this is ridiculous. If not for your status as a family elder, you would have already been executed at Throne City's gates."

Garal laughed bitterly. "Not a single word I said was false. That's exactly what happened. Andrew is now a genuine martial god. He's extremely patient, frighteningly sharp-minded, and bold beyond belief. No one expected he'd dare to seize Abyss City! From his display of power then, I'm afraid…"

Alonzo roared viciously, "Afraid of what?"

Garal replied, "I'm afraid the family no longer has anyone who can control him. Unless you personally take action, Lord Alonzo, or Lord Raiden himself."

Alonzo fell silent, and Raiden returned to his seasoned veteran's demeanor, revealing nothing.