He laughed like a maniac, shaking his head.

“How dare you!”

Rael seethed, his voice as low as death. Archibald burst out laughing. “I don’t think you’re in the position to raise your voice, Rael. Look around you. Don’t you see? You are done for.”

Rael fisted his hands by his side, anger surging through him. His gaze fell on the box in his hands, and he frowned.

The Wraithstone.

So that was it. That was what he was after all along.

Archibald laughed as he opened the box in ...