Chapter 96

Victor moved swiftly through the night, the wind sharp against his skin as he made his way to the Council's hidden sanctuary. Though the city around him buzzed with life, its neon lights casting long shadows, his focus remained on the task ahead. Time was running out. The Obsidian Legion was gathering strength, and every second that passed gave them more power. If the Council had any knowledge of the ancient relic, he had to extract it—no matter the cost.

As Victor approached the Council’s enclave, a towering, nondescript building masked its ancient, mystical wards. Only those who knew what to look for could sense the invisible barrier that guarded the entrance. He placed his hand on the stone wall, and the cold surface shifted, rippling like water. With a whisper of magic, the passage revealed itself.

The interior of the enclave was just as he remembered—grand, with high ceilings adorned with glowing runes, but still and lifeless, like an ancient tomb. The Council thrived on formalit
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