One hour before the second red smoke swallowed the sky.
In the hall of Valor's royal castle, silence already burned. The first attack had been simple. First, a traitorous guard, followed by assassins who suddenly advanced from all directions.
The castle seemed to have been invaded without any noise, without any resistance.
The Royal Order responded with brutality. Spears slit throats, crushed columns, and in just a few minutes, the first intruders were dead, staining the white marble.
But the true threat came after.
Ten figures crossed the entrance of the hall when Elyria and the other four decided to leave to see what was happening.
The presence of the ten was like sharp blades. Especially those five in the front.
Elyria recognized them immediately, furrowing her brows.
"You…?" Her voice echoed firmly in the hall as her spear was gripped tightly.
