THE ALPHA'S LOST HEIR
It wasn't a fortress of stone, but a grotesque tangle of blackened, warped trees and jagged obsidian-like rock, all woven together by thick, shadowy vines that pulsed with dark energy.
At its heart, a swirling vortex of deep purple and sickly green light churned, radiating an immense, concentrated evil. This was their exposed core, the dark heart of their operations.
"That's it," Elias breathed, his face grim. "The nexus of their darkest rituals. Their leader will be there."
Ronan's growl rumbled beside me. "This is where we cut them out, permanently." He turned to me, his eyes locking onto mine, filled with an unwavering trust. "Liv, can you reach it? Can you sever it for good?"
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