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Chapter 325 - 326: Bonds Forged In Fear · Sep 30, 2026

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301 Chapter 301 - 302: A Righteous Lie 2026-09-30
302 Chapter 302 - 303: Not Ignorance 2026-09-30
303 Chapter 303 - 304: Danger Sense 2026-09-30
304 Chapter 304 - 305: Hanging Mother 2026-09-30
305 Chapter 305 - 306: Don’t Think Of It 2026-09-30
306 Chapter 306 - 307: Old Haunt 2026-09-30
307 Chapter 307 - 308: Mire Of Self-Doubt 2026-09-30
308 Chapter 308 - 309: The Last Obstacle 2026-09-30
309 Chapter 309 - 310: Alazard 2026-09-30
310 Chapter 310 - 311: Lilith Gets, No Free Time 2026-09-30
311 Chapter 311 - 312: Old Monster 2026-09-30
312 Chapter 312 - 313: No Name Target 2026-09-30
313 Chapter 313 - 314: House Hunting In The Apocalypse 2026-09-30
314 Chapter 314 - 315: Strange Face, From A Familiar Place 2026-09-30
315 Chapter 315 - 316: Unwinnable Game 2026-09-30
316 Chapter 316 - 317: Never Forget A Name 2026-09-30
317 Chapter 317 - 318: Slow Acting Consequences 2026-09-30
318 Chapter 318 - 319: The Worms House 2026-09-30
319 Chapter 319 - 320: House Cleaning 2026-09-30
320 Chapter 320 - 321: Lamp Snatcher 2026-09-30
321 Chapter 321 - 322: Ancient Battle 2026-09-30
322 Chapter 322 - 323: Self Sacrifice [updated] 2026-09-30
323 Chapter 323 - 324 Bleeding [re] 2026-09-30
324 Chapter 324 - 325: Wings Of Frost 2026-09-30
325 Chapter 325 - 326: Bonds Forged In Fear 2026-09-30
326 Chapter 326 - 327: The Place Beneath 2026-09-30
327 Chapter 327 - 328: Will Carry It All 2026-09-30
328 Chapter 328 - 329: Horrible Demise 2026-09-30
329 Chapter 329 - 330: Man Of Too Many Lies 2026-09-30
330 Chapter 330 - 331: Hidden Door 2026-09-30
331 Chapter 331 - 332: The Not So Dead 2026-09-30
332 Chapter 332 - 333: Ahh What Beautiful Lips 2026-09-30
333 Chapter 333 - 334: A Desire To Be Needed 2026-09-30
334 Chapter 334 - 335: Zero Epoch Truth Seekers 2026-09-30
335 Chapter 335 - 336: Hunter 2026-09-30
336 Chapter 336 - 337: Sniper 2026-09-30
337 Chapter 337 - 338: Shoot Out 2026-09-30
338 Chapter 338 - 339: Grave Call 2026-09-30
339 Chapter 339 - 340: Twisted Choice 2026-09-30
340 Chapter 340 - 341: Finally Knight Worth Respecting 2026-09-30
341 Chapter 341 - 342: For The Ladies And Dames 2026-09-30
342 Chapter 342 - 343: Knights Of Thren 2026-09-30
343 Chapter 343 - 344: Overwhelming Violence 2026-09-30
344 Chapter 344 - 345: Thren 2026-09-30
345 Chapter 345 - 346: Intent To Will 2026-09-30
346 Chapter 346 - 347: The True Hunter 2026-09-30
347 Chapter 347 - 348: A Place To Call Home 2026-09-30
348 Chapter 348 - 349: Heart Of War 2026-09-30
349 Chapter 349 - 350: Pillar Of Conflict 2026-09-30
350 Chapter 350 - 351: Unknown Progeny Of The Vile Thief 2026-09-30

Chapter 325 - 326: Bonds Forged In Fear

The act of sacrificing a fairyʼs wings — this was something unique to fairy kind.

Not even the fae, who prided themselves as being superior to fairies, could do so.

It was something a fairy could only do once in their lifetime: the act of giving away their wings in exchange for one miracle.

It was an act of ultimate selflessness and sacrifice, where the fairy, of their own free will, would grant that miracle to someone.

The price was dire.

They would lose their wings forever, never again able to soar through the skies.

They would become like any ground-bound creature... they would lose the blessing that defined them.

Fairy kind would naturally recoil from them.

They would be outcasts among their own people.

And for a fairy who gave up their wings, there was one added downside — they would suffer one ill fate.

It could be anything… though many deemed it mere superstition.

Even so, Matiaʼs miracle was real.

She had sacrificed her wings... for Damon.

She had given him her miracle.

Her wings shattered like glass, the fragments rising up into the air.

The others, who had been pretending to sleep, all turned their heads to witness the sight.

Like voiceless snowflakes, the fragments danced around Damon, touching his body, seeping through every pore.

Where his arm had once been ripped off, a new arm was growing, covered in frost.

His wounds began to vanish, carried away by a chilling wind and swirling flakes.

He felt the pain fade away.

The lightheadedness disappeared.

Matia smiled weakly and collapsed to the side.

Damon, moving on instinct, reached out with his new arm, catching her before she could touch the ground — his arm strong, whole, and free from the curse.

A soft chime rang out.

[You have received the Blessing of the Fairy.]

[All depleted stats have been restored.]

[You have gained Mastery: Disintegration Resistance.]

Matia smiled faintly in his arms.

The others rushed to his side.

He looked at Matia…

He didnʼt ask why.

He simply looked at her — and whispered something he hadnʼt said in a very long time:

”Thank you.”

In his heart, he had every reason to feel grateful for Matiaʼs sacrifice.

He had doubted his choice.

But even in death, Carmen Vale had been right:

If you see the worst in people, thatʼs all youʼll ever see.

Kindness was reciprocal.

He had risked it all — and in return, he had not only been freed from Alazardʼs cursed blade, which would have eventually taken his arm — he had been given something more.

A second chance.

Evangeline looked at him — he expected her to say something... but she didnʼt.

She simply spread her arms and pulled him into a hug.

Sylvia followed, and soon, he and Matia were covered in a group hug.

The party of teenagers smiled and laughed, having survived yet another ordeal.

The world outside had gone silent.

The battles had come to a stop.

Dawn was still far off.

Evangeline looked at Matia.

”Thank you,” she said softly.

The wingless fairy blinked, looking at her with a confused expression.

”Why are you thanking me…?”

Evangeline hesitated, then looked down.

”Right... I should be apologizing. My incompetence is the reason—”

Matia raised her hand sharply.

”Stop. Donʼt say it.”

She shook her head firmly.

”I made my choice. Weʼre a party. Weʼre meant to support each other… covering for each other when we fail.”

Matiaʼs eyes drifted toward Damon, who was flexing his new arm a short distance away.

”Damonʼs been carrying us all as party leader. Heʼs shown just how noble he can be... even if he doesnʼt think so.

He might not be the best person around... but I still have faith in him.

I choose to have faith in him.

Even if he isnʼt the most righteous, I will follow him.

One day, Iʼm sure he will change this world... forever.”

Evangeline stared at her.

This was the highest praise she had ever heard for Damon.

”How can you be so sure?” she asked quietly.

Matia shrugged, a small, almost mischievous smile tugging at her lips.

”Iʼm not.”

Evangeline turned her gaze toward Damon.

He was someone who had won the position of party leader despite being a commoner — even Xander, who had once been his rival, had acknowledged him.

She walked up to Damon, a small smile creeping onto her face.

”I suppose it took a miracle to heal that curse,” she said.

Damon nodded.

”Not surprised your power didnʼt work… considering it wasnʼt a curse,” he replied coolly.

He lifted the sword — Alazardʼs sword, the cause of his suffering — into view.

”This sword doesnʼt curse.

Its ability is disintegration.

Thatʼs why you couldnʼt purify my wound.”

He looked at her, his voice steady.

”Purification is a form of destruction. So is disintegration — breaking things down.

You canʼt fight destruction with destruction.”

Evangeline smiled faintly at his explanation.

He was back to normal.

But her smile dimmed when she looked at the cathedral doors.

”What do we do next?” she asked.

Honestly... he didnʼt know.

He felt restored, thanks to Matiaʼs miracle.

Even so, the others were all exhausted.

He looked around at the cold, broken cathedral.

Dawn was still a long way off.

”We take the day off,” he said finally.

”Plan our route.

The more eager we are for success, the more damned weʼll be.

The city nights are cold — and we canʼt make a fire.”

He clenched his fist tightly.

”We canʼt afford to sleep at night.

So we wonʼt.

We sleep during the day… and move when we can.

It might take months… but weʼll leave Lysithara.

And weʼll return home.”

He placed his sword in front of him, driving it lightly into the ground.

Evangeline smiled and placed her sword next to his.

Xander scoffed but stepped forward, resting his spear next.

”This is childish,” he muttered under his breath.

Leona grinned and raised her greatsword, adding it to the pile.

Sylvia hopped closer, holding her bow, and did the same.

They all looked at Matia.

The wingless fairy smiled gently, forming a sword from pure ice — and placed it with them.

Together, they spoke the partyʼs motto:

”In the absence of the desirable, let the available be the desirable.”

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