Chapter 27: The Archon’s Dominion The City of Tenebrous was quiet, almost eerily so, as the wind rustled through the empty streets, the echoes of daily life now hushed by an unseen force. Beneath the cold moonlight, shadows seemed to stretch longer than they should have, curling around corners and creeping through cracks. Tonight, there was an ominous stillness in the air, one that felt heavy, suffocating. In the heart of the city, high above the skyline, Erebus Blackwood stood at the pinnacle of the tallest tower, his cloak billowing around him like a dark cloud. His eyes, black as midnight and burning with unholy power, glowed with an eerie light as he surveyed the city below. The people were unaware, living their lives, unaware of the storm about to descend upon them. But Erebus knew. With a slow, deliberate movement, he raised both hands to the sky, calling upon the powers of the Shadow Weave. His voice, deep and resonant, echoed through the night air. “Let the darkness consum
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