Chapter 65

The tension among Victor and his companions was palpable. The eerie hum of the ley lines vibrating through the earth left no room for doubt—time was running out. Victor could sense the ancient forces beginning to stir beneath the surface, threatening to upend everything he had worked to protect for centuries.

Malachi was the first to break the silence. "We can’t fight what’s coming with brute force alone. The ley lines... they’re far more powerful than we imagined."

Victor nodded, his mind racing. "You're right. This is ancient magic, beyond anything we’ve ever faced. We need knowledge, not just weapons. We need to find the origin of these ley lines before Lucien and his coven do."

Julian sheathed his bloodied daggers, his usual cocky demeanor replaced with grim determination. "I have a few contacts in the underground archives, old historians who deal in forgotten lore. They might be able to help us track down the ley lines’ history."

Victor turned to him, his sharp eyes focused. "Do