As they escaped the crumbling ruins of the Golden Hall, the streets of Vienna were being washed clean by a relentless, cold rain. The city lights blurred against the wet pavement, creating a labyrinth of shadows and reflections. Adrian drove with a terrifying, calculated silence, his knuckles white against the steering wheel, his midnight-black eyes locked on the road ahead as if he were hunting a phantom.Beside him, Clara sat with her tactical tablet propped on her knees, her fingers moving in a frantic, hypnotic dance across the glass. The air in the car was thick with the scent of ozone and the heavy, suffocating weight of their shared adrenaline."Where is she, Clara?" Adrian’s voice was a low, jagged rasp—a sound stripped of all warmth, vibrating with the lethal edge of the 'Ice Demon.'Clara didn’t look up. She zoomed in on the flickering map, the red beacon finally settling on a desolate, forbidden coordinate in the far north."She didn’t just upload the data from Vienna,
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