Chapter 23 Room XVII
Dimitri straightened his back at the guard’s words. "You have found him?" His voice lowered dangerously, like a blade about to be unsheathed.
"Yes, Your Majesty. He was found at the northern border between Northhelm....and the Land.....of Skulls." The guard’s voice cracked at the mention of the Land of Skulls.
Dimitri took one last drag from his vape, the smoke flowing out from his nose and his mouth. He dropped the vape on the table beside him.
His expression was unreadable. "Prepare the soldiers." He said. "Kill him on sight."
"Yes, Your Majesty." The guard bowed one more time before he dashed out of the room.
Dimitri’s gaze lingered on the door where the guard had disappeared. "Doom of Star... We’ll finally meet." Dmitri muttered to himself. "I’ll do what my father failed to. When your blood spills, history will kneel and I’ll be the most reverent Mage the world has ever seen."
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(Back in the Al’Morthal’s cave.)
The ceremony was over, but the air still felt thick, like smoke that never cleared. Raven stood in the center of the cave, her clenched fists loosening, her breath becoming calmer as if she had found the redemption she didn’t know she was searching for.
Phoebe’s lips curved into a sinister smirk. "Come with me."
They walked toward the right corner of the cave, the other members parting for them. Their eyes lingered on Raven like she was a lamb amid wolves.