The Heavenly Demon of Terror

(Samuel's POV)

The banquet was over.

The past was buried.

And now?

It was time to move forward.

Henry and I walked out of the Grand Royale Hotel, ignoring the fading murmurs of the guests still lingering behind.

The black Mustang, sleek and powerful, sat waiting for us.

Without a word, we got in—I in the passenger seat, Henry behind the wheel.

The roar of the engine filled the quiet London night as we sped off, the city lights flashing past us.

Then—

[SYSTEM ALERT: COMBINED QUEST UNLOCKED]