Ripping through layer after layer of reality, Jared finally broke into level eight.
The passage had been torturously slow and brutally costly, yet every mile had tempered his spirit and flesh like molten ore in a celestial forge.
At the Celestial Guard Corps' royal stronghold, Onneas saw him arrive and hurried forward, worry etched across her features.
"Ms. Dusko, what happened? Was it truly so urgent that you had to chase me all the way to level five?" Jared swung back toward Onneas, concern already clouding his eyes.
"Jared, the Celestial King might be in serious danger."
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