The Valkyrie Returns and Slays (Raven) novel Chapter 134

Chapter 134

In the span of a few tense breaths, Jaxton stood frozen, staring at Raven. Even without touching him, she radiated a pressure that made it hard to breathe.

But he clenched his fists tightly, forcing himself to lift his chin and meet her gaze.

“I said something wrong? What are you, exactly? What right do you have to threaten someone’s future at Regalhold, or block a qualified candidate from entering the Hundred–Man Unit?”

He didn’t get an answer. He got a kick to the chest.

The dull thud of impact echoed sharply across the field.

Jaxton, who had only just managed to sit up moments before, was sent crashing back to the ground.

Pain surged through his chest like a tidal wave, blood rising fast and spilling from the corner of his mouth.

Raven lowered her foot, calm as ever, and looked down at him.

“You want to talk about qualifications?” she said softly. “Stand up first. Then we’ll talk.”

Jaxton’s left hand curled into a fist.

The hatred in his eyes had turned razor–sharp.

He didn’t just want to kill her.

He wanted her to suffer. He wanted to drag her through every nightmare imaginable before he let her die.

“I’m a direct heir of the Barrera family,” he growled. “If you touch me again, you’d better be ready for the wrath of my entire bloodline.”

Raven laughed. “The Barrera family?”

Before he could react, she took a single, casual step forward–and stomped down on his right leg.

The sound of bone shattering rang out, followed immediately by Jaxton’s shriek of agony.

“You should be grateful,” Raven said coldly. “If I weren’t trying to keep things clean inside the academy, what you’d lose today wouldn’t just be a hand and a leg.”

She turned her head slightly and called out, “Leopard, I don’t want to see this trash anywhere near the academy again.”

Leopard, still struggling to breathe under the weight of her presence, instinctively nodded.

“Y… Yes, ma’am.”

He scrambled to his feet, then hauled Jaxton’s limp body off the ground and dragged him toward the academy gates.

Nearly a hundred trainees in Class Six stood frozen, staring at Jaxton’s mangled form as he was dragged away.

None of them missed the pain on his face–or the terrifying ease with which Raven had destroyed him.

The fear in their eyes deepened.

Meanwhile, Steve–still among the standing–felt an inexplicable sense of relief.

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