The parrot spirit spread its wings faintly, its voice carrying weight. "This time, what awaits you is control. You will command the bloodlines of every member of the Black Lotus Guild. Through you, their veins will answer. None will dare think of betrayal. Not even their hearts will allow it."
Its eyes gleamed. "And more—your mastery of the black flames will ascend into a new realm, far beyond what you wield now. The fire of chaos in your bloodline will become something that can burn even the fabric of laws."
Max's crimson eyes glimmered faintly. He gave a slow nod. "Good. That's what I need."
His voice was cold, decisive. "Do it."
The parrot spirit bobbed its head once in acknowledgment. Then, with a beat of its wings, the floor trembled. From beneath the dark stone, a massive pillar began to rise, covered in scales etched with glowing runes of black flame. It stopped at Max's level, radiating heat so intense that the air around it warped and twisted.
