Ezra took a moment to relight a few candles and placed them above the mantel. “Let’s leave them be,” he suggested, motioning for Sarai and Caden to make their way towards the exit.“How long will she be out?” Sarai inquired, concern etched in her voice.“A couple of days,” Lucian reassured them, his

———Caden’s wings sliced through the cool dawn air with urgency as he made his way towards the temple. The peace of the early morning stood in stark contrast to the tension that thrummed through his veins, anticipation of the danger ahead looming.Without warning, an immense shadow emerged from the

Caden’s pain was palpable, a raw, seething agony that tore through him, leaving behind a gaping void where his heart once beat. His cries of grief became a haunting melody to Mordecai’s ears, fueling the flames of his cruelty. Mordecai towered over him, casting a dark shadow of impending doom. Desp

Mordecai stirred from his enforced slumber, his senses clouded by a disorienting haze. Clutching his head in agony, he fought to shake off the lingering effects of the gas that had kept him imprisoned. As he struggled to regain his bearings, his gaze fell upon Visenya, standing tall and resolute, a

“You must taste the bitterness of their suffering,” Visenya’s voice dripped with a chilling potency. “A torment you and your council ruthlessly unleashed upon them. Let it sear your conscience like a branding iron, let it etch into your soul the pain you inflicted upon the innocents. You will carry