[Elder Braden's POV]“There are too many of them! Get Aeon and Romero in here fast,” I shouted to my guards. “How did they get in here, my love,” I asked Elder Amaria.“I don’t know Braden, but there is no way we can handle this many without Elder Aeon and Elder Romero’s armies. We need to leave. I cannot bear to lose you,” Amaria said to me with fear and urgency in her beautiful elven eyes.“We cannot leave the temple unprotected. We will find a way to be safe. Let’s get to the command center to see how they are getting in,” I pleaded with her, but she froze for a moment with a ponderous look before she finally gave in and followed me down the corridor.The hallway is black marble with gold accents, and it glittered as you walked on it. The walls were lined with large paintings of ancient supernatural ancestors and battles fought and won. The light bounced off the gold in the paintings and made the whole place glow with an aura of timelessness.I looked across the Temple to see demon

[Gia's POV]As Death pulled the lever, the sound of grinding mechanisms filled the air as several doors were unlocked and revealed hidden chambers scattered throughout the room. Each door was a different size and shape, some adorned with intricate carvings while others were plain and worn. The doors all led to dark, foreboding tunnels and halls, leading to unknown destinations. The chamber doors opened one by one, revealing dark, hooded figures emerging into the room. The reapers were cloaked in black, their faces hidden in shadow. The hooded figures moved with precision, their robes flowing behind them as they formed a perfect circle around the outer ring. Their faces obscured by darkness, they stood tall and imposing. Death stood motionless, a tall figure cloaked in black standing silently by the door. The two new figures that entered the room were also cloaked, their faces hidden in shadow. The atmosphere was tense, and their arrival only added to the suspense making this awkw

[Gia's POV]We walked through a different door out of the ritual chamber and entered a long hallway. The air was heavy with incense and the sound of our footsteps echoed against the stone walls. I couldn't shake off the feeling that I was being watched, that the very walls were observing me and whispering secrets to each other.As we ventured down the hall, the torches lining the hallway seemed to ignite on their own as we walked by. It was both impressive and unsettling, the way they lit up without any physical touch. What type of craft is this-magical motion detectors, I thought with an internal giggle as I followed death with the others in tow. When we reached the end of our path there were doors made of rich, dark mahogany, their polished surfaces glinting in the light of the torches. As Death pushed them open, blinding white light flooded through, temporarily blurring my vision.[Max's POV]Waking up from Cyrstalla’s spell, I felt my wrists and ankles burning from the silver

[Gia's POV]Staring into Kali’s eyes, I knew our fates were sealed. Kali's eyes were a deep, soulless black, like dark pits of coal. In them, I saw swirls of fiery red, reflecting the flames of destruction and death that burned within him. His grin was wicked and sadistic, revealing his true malicious intent.I did not falter or look away, as he marched straight towards me, with a grin that was twisted and malevolent, a clear sign of his sadistic joy.Our destinies seemed to align at this moment as if guided by the spark that had opened the portal between worlds. A mere mortal against a beast of all beasts, not quite the devil himself, but built by the devil with the sole purpose of the extreme demise of the beings of this globe. Every move he made exuded power and pure evil.Stopping roughly two feet away from me, Kali’s smile grew wider with a profound sense of inflated ego. “You have done well, my Queen. Your work is not only exquisite but spot-on and accurate. Bringing me directly

[Someone’s POV]“She sure does not disappoint, does she,” an unknown woman’s voice said in the distance. The voice was like a silk thread being pulled through a needle's eye, weaving through the air with a hint of mischief and curiosity.Feeling weightless in my once physical self, as if my body had been stripped away and all that was left was my consciousness, my eyes struggled to open to see which side of the karma coin my soul landed in this time. A loud metal-on-stone sound reverberated in my mind, as light seeped in through my sight. The sound pulsed through my mind, it felt like sharp vibrations were shooting through my entire body, causing my muscles to tense and my bones to ache.With a sudden burst of force, my soul slid back into a physical body. The feeling was jarring, like being thrown into the world without warning. As I gasped for air, the pressure of the cold floor on my face brought me back to my senses.Unsure if anyone could hear me, I managed to get the words, “Wh