The King Of War Returns (Jaden Rift) novel Chapter 157

Lucian leaned closer, one fist pulled back.

“You’ll never be on my level. Not now. Not ever.”

Kael flinched as the punch came flying—

Only to stop inches from his face.

The wind from it blasted Kael’s hair back and cracked the stone beneath his feet.

Lucian held it there.

“I should end you for wasting my time.”

Kael sobbed. “Please…”

Lucian lowered his hand slowly, then turned his back.

“That was just a warning. Remember that.”

He walked off without looking back.

The announcer, stunned again, lifted the mic with shaky hands.

“Winner… Lucian Thornfell!”

The arena exploded in noise. But Lucian didn’t care.

He already knew where this was going.

All roads pointed to one place.

Him.

Jaden.

Final round.

The arena lights flickered violently as the final round was announced. Thunderous cheers exploded across Ravensmoor's Grand Arena. Everyone had been waiting for this. Betting pools overflowed, crystal drones hovered from every angle, and nobles leaned forward in their private balconies with bated breath.

“Ladies and gentlemen... it is time! The Final Round — the fight the entire city has been waiting for — JADEN RIFT vs LUCIAN THORNFELL!”

The crowd went feral.

Names were screamed.

Fists pounded the air.

It was chaos — beautiful, roaring chaos.

Lucian Thornfell stepped out from the prep room first, tall and composed, that signature smirk tugging at his lips like he already knew the outcome. He didn’t glance at the crowd. He didn’t need to. His mere presence demanded the spotlight.

He stepped into the arena, raised his hand, and absorbed the storm of adoration and fear.

Then the second gate opened.

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