Chapter 6 – Fate
Chapter 6 – Fate
They emerged from the forest — three figures, each one an embodiment of power and purpose, though no spell or magic had been cast yet. Mana swirled around them, a storm contained in flesh.
The ground beneath their feet did not tremble, but it seemed to recognize the weight of their presence.
Valtor squinted at the village ahead, his voice cutting through the silence.
"What is this place?" His eyes scanned the dilapidated structures. "Who lets their people suffer like this? Like rot is allowed to take root in the bones of their people — as if their suffering were just another season to endure?"
Lilith moved closer, her expression cold, calculating.
"Should we burn it down, Master?" She didn't hesitate, her tone detached, as if she'd burned many places before.
"No," the elf said, his voice calm yet final. "We will not destroy."
The village remained still before them. No resistance, no welcoming. The air was thick with expectation.
The elf's gaze traveled over the broken fences, the sagging rooftops, and the hollow eyes of the children peeking through shattered windows.
Angela.The girl who smiled through dust and hunger.