Chapter 313 Judgment of Wills — Duel of Fate & Pactum
Vault of Pactum, Avalon — A Secret Temple Beneath Castle Elysvarre, Renowned for Myths of Eternal Power and the Shadows of Its Dark Past
Midnight.
The air grew heavy. Sheena's breath was muffled by the emptiness that now enveloped the room.
The dark red glyph on the altar gleamed fiercely.
The face of the giant Osiris, carved into the wall, seemed to come alive, its empty eyes transforming into two slow-spinning dark vortices.
"Fitran Fate..."
"Author of the new fate? Or just a successor to mortal arrogance?"
Osiris's voice did not echo through the air. He spoke directly into their minds, piercing thoughts like magical thorns.
Sheena grasped Fitran's shoulder. "I am with you."
Fitran nodded without looking away. His gaze was fixed on the red symbol that began to form a circle of magic beneath their feet.
Yet, a sense of helplessness struggled to gnaw at his resolve. Amidst the looming threat of Osiris in his thoughts, various threads of discarded lives resurfaced, reminding him of all the sacrifices he had made to defy fate, including the loss of those he loved.