The Cultivator's Revenge
They were fixed on a small symbol etched in the corner of the black card: a swirl of fire so fine it was almost invisible.
The senior attendant's face, once calm and professional, turned ashen in an instant. His heart, which had been beating normally, suddenly began to pound. ‘That symbol… It can't be… It's the legendary symbol from the Pavilion's most secret archives. The symbol said to be only a myth…’ He swallowed hard, his throat suddenly dry.
"One moment, Sir," he said to Rayden, his once-flat voice now trembling slightly with a mixture of fear and disbelief.
Without waiting for approval from his younger, bewildered colleague, he turned and carried the silver tray inside, his steps quic
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