Henry retrieved the joss paper, joss sticks, and other offerings to pay respects to the deceased. He then went to the car. James approached Thomas's tomb and knelt, his eyes brimming with tears. Ten years ago, on this very day, the men of the Great Four had attacked the Caden residence, binding the family and inflicting unspeakable horrors. James, only eighteen at the time, would never forget their screams as the Cadens were burned alive.

"You… it was you…" James stood abruptly, pointing at the men on the ground. His voice cracking, he roared, "It was you ten years ago! You beasts! If you possessed even a shred of conscience, you wouldn't have committed such a depraved act!" His roar echoed like thunder. The men of the Great Four, and even the underworld forces present, remained silent.

Rowena knelt, pleading, "James, I was wrong. Please, give me a chance."

"A chance?" James' eyes were bloodshot. "And did you give the Cadens a chance to escape? Hand me the Blade of Justice!"

Henry rushed to the car and returned with a sword wrapped in black cloth. Kneeling before James, he presented the Blade of Justice. James unveiled the razor-sharp weapon—a symbol of the highest legal authority, bestowed upon him by the Supreme Commander of Sol, granting him the power to depose tyrants and punish traitors. He'd received it upon becoming a General, but never used it.

"I am a reasonable man; I will not falsely accuse the innocent, nor will I let a single guilty party escape. Step forward if you were involved in the attack on the Caden residence ten years ago. Otherwise, leave."

The men of the Great Four trembled on the ground. Hector stepped forward first, begging for forgiveness. "I—I'm guilty. Please spare the Xaviers."

"An eye for an eye," James declared, lifting the sword. With a swift slash, the blade pierced Hector's body. Blood spilled as Hector collapsed. The shocking scene stunned the onlookers.

"Next," James roared, transforming into a figure of terrifying vengeance. The men of the Great Four were paralyzed with fear; some fainted. One by one, James dispatched Drake and the others, leaving a dozen corpses before the Cadens' cemetery. Only Rowena remained. She trembled, unable to speak, as James's bloodstained sword descended, ending her life.

The Blithe King approached James. "Are you done? If so, I'll handle the rest."

James knelt before the tomb, a guttural cry escaping his lips as the years of suppressed hatred and anguish finally poured forth.

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