Chapter 107

Davin’s fury surged like a tempest as he faced his brother Michael and the assembled lords. The battlefield, once a chaotic mix of clashing armies and roaring soldiers, narrowed to a personal confrontation between two siblings torn apart by ambition and betrayal.

His grip tightened around the hilt of his sword, the cold metal a stark contrast to the heat of his rage. With a feral snarl, Davin lunged forward, aiming straight for Michael.

"Do you think you can challenge me, Michael?" Davin growled, his voice sharp with anger. "You who have no rightful claim, no true power? You who hides behind these so-called lords and their armies?"

Michael’s eyes flashed with a mix of fear and defiance. “I am the chosen one,” he declared, his voice steady despite the tremor in his stance. “I have the right, and I will not be denied by someone like you.”

As Davin closed the distance, the crowd of soldiers and lords fell silent, their eyes fixed on the intense clash of these two formidable figures. The