Chapter 37 – Blind
MARCIA’S PERSPECTIVE
I pointed across the field.
“The battlefield where I fought with Jareth—go look.”
The ground there was torn and scorched. Even now, long after the dust had settled, my spiritual energy still lingered faintly. Raw. Violent. Untamed. There was no way to fake that kind of devastation. No illusion could have done what I did that day.
Kael turned to look.
He said nothing.
Because he couldn’t.
The truth was there in the dirt. In the air. In the silence.
His mouth opened once, then closed again. His jaw clenched. But there were no more accusations. No clever comebacks.
Just silence.
Ashamed silence.
Beside him, Eunice refused to back down. Her voice raised again, sharp and shaking. “She hid it. She must’ve hidden her
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strength on purpose—just to trick us. To make us look weak!
Someone in the crowd scoffed. Another one laughed outright.
“How can she hide that much power?”
“You both watched it happen—how did only you miss it?”
More voices followed, all murmuring the same thing.
I smirked. “Maybe you’re both just blind,” I said.
Then I turned my back on them and walked away.
I didn’t need to stay.
I didn’t need to fight anymore.
I had already won.
KAEL’S PERSPECTIVE
I watched her go.
Step by step, her back straight, shoulders square—like she hadn’t even been touched by the fight. Like she could crush the whole field beneath her boots.
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A weight settled in my chest. I didn’t know what to call it.
Regret.
Maybe something worse.
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Eunice stumbled towards me, tears streaking down her cheeks. Her voice broke as she reached for my arm. “I lost to her… You won’t look down on me, will you? I tried so hard. It’s just that she was born with more than I ever had…”
She gripped my sleeves, but I didn’t raise my hands to hold her. I Couldn’t.
The shift in me had started the moment I saw Marcia snap her staff. The moment I saw her win with something no one could fake—dignity.
And Eunice?
She hadn’t just lost the fight.
She’d lost the last of her honour, too.
I used to admire her.
Her ambition. Her confidence. The way she never backed down.
But now, all I could see was someone pretending.
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Marcia didn’t pretend. She never had.
She didn’t need to beg. Didn’t need to blame. She didn’t even need anyone to believe in her.
Because she believed in herself. She always had.
Even when I didn’t.
Even when I left her.
And now she stood taller than all of us.
The woman I’d mocked. The woman I’d abandoned.
The one who had been brave enough to carry it all on her own.
Marcia was right.
I was blind.
