Chapter 49: Trapped
Inside the castle, tucked away from the chaos, a dimly lit room held two figures in silence.
Vel'Kareth and Vel'Merath sat opposite one another, both bruised and drained from battle.
The air was heavy, a stillness only broken by the soft hum of the castle's ever-shifting walls.
Vel'Merath leaned back against the cold stone, his breathing slow and shallow, his eyes half-lidded with exhaustion.
Vel'Kareth broke the silence. "We couldn't beat him alone," he said, his voice low, a rough edge of frustration underneath.
"But together, we have a chance."
Vel'Merath scoffed weakly, turning his head away. "And ruin the thrill of chaos? You know I live for the struggle, brother."
Vel'Kareth stepped forward and placed a hand on his twin's shoulder. His grip was firm, grounding.
"I know you want to have your fun," he said quietly, meeting his brother's eyes.
"But if we're going to bring him back... we have to do this. Together."
Vel'Merath's gaze dropped, a tremble in his lip. He bit it to hold back the tears, but they came anyway. "Fine... let's do it," he whispered.