Her eyes widened.
"Wait… Thalwen is being—"
The words froze on her tongue.
At that exact moment, Magnus was racing through the forest.
The ground cracked under his feet as he approached the location, his aura shaking the air.
But just before he arrived, a bright flash of light filled the sky.
When the light faded, the rune array across the Alps, Thalwen, and the young man who had summoned him… all were gone.
Magnus stopped in his tracks.
His eyes scanned the empty clearing.
The ground was scorched, and the scent of ozone lingered.
"They have disappeared," he muttered.
Back in the estate, Liora watched the dead satellite feed.
Her face was grave.
Where had they gone?
Before she could think further, the candle at the altar—the one that had gone out earlier—suddenly flickered back to life.
The flame burned strong and steady.
Liora's eyes widened.
She grabbed the telephone again.
"Check the Vault. Thalwen's candle just reignited. He seems to be back," she said quickly.
