Chapter 127: Inheritance of Fire
Smoke still hung over the hills like a breath the world hadn't exhaled. The battlefield was quiet now, but the silence wasn't peace—it was the eerie stillness of a world trying to decide what came next. Liana stood at the edge of the crater that once held the heart of the Council's dominion. Around her, the ground was cracked with magic burn marks, and the air shimmered with unstable energy.
She clutched the broken hilt of a weapon that had shattered in the final fight, her fingers trembling—not from fear, but from exhaustion. Her power was almost gone, drained by the battle with the Source. The being had retreated, sealed back behind dimensions with the help of every supernatural creature alive. But its presence still lingered, like an echo.
"You shouldn't be alone," Kael's voice came gently behind her. He approached slowly, careful not to disturb the dead leaves or broken stones that now marked this sacred ground.
