For a moment, Ieuan was at a loss, yet he refused to give in. "I still have the princess. I'll personally drag her to Aurelius. If he still refuses to surrender the Ritual Manual, I will spill his daughter's blood before his eyes."
With that, he stormed out of the cavern, already barking orders for his guards to prepare the royal captive.
***
Inside the main hall of Roaring Storm Church, the air felt heavy enough to shatter ribs. Every breath tasted of thunder as unseen pressures pressed against the high beams.
Jared stood at the heart of the hall, channeling the last threads of the Power of Dragons.
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