Damian stood at the edge of the rooftop, the city sprawled beneath him like a living battlefield. Smoke still lingered from the fires of last night’s skirmishes, painting the skyline in shades of orange and gray. His jaw was tight, eyes scanning the streets below, searching for threats, for allies, for clarity in the chaos.Adriana appeared beside him silently, her presence a calm anchor amidst the storm. The events of the past days—the Phantom’s unmasking, Isabella’s return, the citywide chaos—had tested every bond, every loyalty. But this moment demanded more than strategy. It demanded trust.“We’re at a crossroads,” Damian said quietly, voice barely above the wind. “Lucien’s unmasked, Isabella is returning, and yet… somehow, the city hasn’t fallen apart. Not completely.”Adriana’s eyes met his, fiery and unwavering. “Because we’re still standing, Damian. We’ve been through hell, but we’re still here. Together.”“Together,” Damian echoed, though his gaze faltered for a fraction of a
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