The trip lasted only ten breaths before Riley was already hammering on the gate of a courtyard.
His movements were sharp, filled with killing intent that seemed to shake the air itself.
The courtyard was situated deep within the Inner Disciples' quarters, where disturbances were rare.
So when the sound of the impact echoed like thunder, it instantly drew the attention of many.
Within moments, streaks of light flashed across the sky as disciples flew over from every direction.
Curious faces peeked from rooftops and windows, all eager to see who dared make such a ruckus in the inner court.
"Bang!"
The courtyard's defensive formation flared to life, its runes pulsing faintly as if startled awake.
The next strike sent visible cracks crawling across the shimmering barrier, like veins of light spreading through glass.
"Open up!" Riley's voice roared across the courtyard, vibrating with power and fury.
