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Gardax manages to start clapping his hands together. “The long before a peasant, locked away in a cage of the unseeing behold, eh? My how the mighty have fallen.” A soft chuckle reaps from the depths of his throat from the notion. He gleams those eyes forward to only see himself until his vision latches on the upper right-hand corner of the wall where he could see that reflection of her red hair once more. “What is the real purpose of your visit here?” He states in a demanding tone. For a moment, the redhead stays silent but then she brings out that voice of harmony and wisdom across her throat. “The Codex. Rumor has it that it’s within the walls of this pig-eat pig city.” Of course, Gardax

"Ezra's right! Together, focus on the Codex, let it amplify our power." Isolde, her voice rising above the cacophony, began chanting an ancient incantation, her words resonating with the Song of the Ancients. The other guardians joined in, their voices harmonizing, creating a protective barrier around the Codex. Elysia, clutching the tome, felt its pages vibrating, its energy pulsing in tandem with the guardians' combined will. "Hold on, everyone! The Codex... It's responding!" From the enveloping shadows, the sinister voice mocked, "Futile efforts. The Primordial's will cannot be defied."

“We’re not the public, sorella. We’re history.” Her eyes narrow, but after a tense pause, she unlocks a gate and gestures us through. The vault smells of parchment and candle smoke. Scrolls line the shelves like bones in a crypt. And there—beneath a glass case—lies the Codex. A crimson-bound book, the leather embossed with the sigil of a serpent devouring its own tail. I lean closer, tracing the inscription. “Sanguis tradet sanguinem. Blood betrays blood.” A chill runs down my spine.

Mae questioned suspiciously. Blaze gave her a soft look in an attempt to calm her suspicion. “Our grandmother gifted us with a book that she claims is older than this world. It’s in a strange language and most of it is not translated. One of the few translations is the word ‘priores’ above drawings of fourteen red-eyed beings. It’s Latin for forefathers, also referred to as—“