Aurelius snapped the crimson seal and unfolded the sheet.
Aurelius, deliver the Ritual Manual to Soulless Valley within three days. Delay us, or set a trap, and you can expect to collect your daughter's corpse!
From Malevolent Path Hall.
Each stroke was ragged, arrogant, and despotic, as though the writer had carved threat itself into the paper.
Thunder darkened Aurelius' face. "Malevolent Path Hall... The audacity of that den of vermin!"
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