C10 Chapter 10.
Zephyr
I couldn't shake the sight of it—the way she moved with such ruthless efficiency, the way Keith’s confidant barely had time to register his own demise before she buried that blade deep in his throat. It wasn’t just the kill itself that unsettled me; it was the absolute lack of hesitation. There was no moment of deliberation, no pause for conscience—just a clean, calculated end

