Chapter 21

Xander's pov

Each rogue fought back against the immense pain, enduring it with stubborn resilience. Their bodies were broken, but their spirits remained unbroken. Despite the overwhelming agony, they held onto their silence, their resolve, and their unwavering loyalty to the freaking troublemaker of a master.

As the sun began to set, casting long shadows through the den, I paused, my fury finally waning, replaced by a hollow exhaustion. I looked at the rogues, their faces contorted in pain, their bodies wracked with spasms, and no flicker of something akin to pity crossed my eyes.

I went to them, my eyes darker than ever as I threatened to do worse. I appeared at their front with swords all over my arm, not minding if they ended up dying. If they won't be useful, I see no reason for their existence.

Sensing the chilling aura, I watched them change their minds.

"I will do as you say. I will do everything y