The morning buzzed with quiet energy in the cafeteria—chairs scraping, trays clattering, low murmurs of conversation bouncing off the walls.  Notori sat at the far edge of one of the long tables, his plate untouched, fingers drumming a soft rhythm against the surface. Across from him, Cova sipped mechanically from her mug.. Katika and Adam … Continue reading Princess Of Death | Chapter 61: The Last Trace Before the Screen Dies