Chapter 37: Purged Nest
"Lord Zerek! Lord Zerek!"
Jerom's voice echoed through the grand halls as he stormed into the Baron's mansion.
The estate stretched wide, lined with lush, blooming gardens, still pools reflecting the morning sun and orderly rows of stables and barracks.
Compared to the cramped, grimy streets of the city beyond its walls, it looked like a paradise reserved for the privileged.
An elderly butler in a crisp charcoal suit appeared almost instantly, his movements sharp despite his age. He recognized the group at once—the same men the Baron had sent out on a mission not long ago.
Without a word, he gestured for them to wait before disappearing down a gilded corridor to inform his master.
Moments later, Jerom and his battered team were summoned inside.
The Baron's chamber was bathed in a warm light filtering through tall windows. Dust motes danced lazily in the golden beams.
