Chapter 5: Rise ,Flamebound!
The mountain trembled.
Wind howled through the stone arches of the Elarian pass, flinging snow into blinding whorls. But the real storm stood in front of us—eight feet tall, forged in voidsteel and vengeance.
The construct’s chest hissed open, revealing an arcane core pulsing with deathlight.
A Sentinel. One of the Empire’s Dragon Executioners.
A relic of the Purge.
> [Enemy Class: Arcane Construct – Sentinel]
Threat Level: B
Weakness: Mana Surges, Soulfire Disruption
Resistance: Physical Attacks, Frost Magic, Light Piercing Damage
Kaela stepped beside me, eyes glowing red-orange now—embers flickering in her irises like burning paper. Her body shook, but she held her stance, dagger reversed in her hand.
"I thought they were extinct," she whispered.