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The forest grew denser the farther they rode, ancient trees bending like they recognized them. A hush settled over the air not silence, exactly, but reverence. Even the wind dared not speak too loudly here. Kael pulled his horse to a stop, and Anastasia followed. Before them, half-swallowed by ivy and time, stood a stone archway. The entrance to the Tomb of Tides. “This is the place,” Matif had whispered before they left. “Follow the sound of the earth breathing. She will call to her own.”

The silence of Istanbul’s underground tunnels was deceptive. What appeared to be abandoned, damp stone corridors whispered with secrets—every drip of water echoing like a warning. The deeper the team went, the clearer it became: Lazarus had carved his lair into the very underbelly of the ancient city.

I know a way to get into the castle grounds that no one else but Alex and Nathan know about. We stealthily creep the garden until we come across a well. Behind it, in a corner, I move some branches aside to reveal a wooden door on the ground. I lift the door and climb down. Then raise my arms to catch Hope as she jumps down. We’re in an underground tunnel. 'This way will get us into the castle,' I whisper. Hope follows, holding her nose as we walk through the smelly tunnel. The odd rat runs by, squeaking. Finally, we come to a stop as we approach a ladder.

The girls’ cries got louder. “Enough Thane!” The Luna yelled. “Behind the pack house there is a door beneath a large rock. It leads underground. It’s a tunnel that opens into a large room. You will find the stone there.” I mind linked my Beta the directions to make sure it was there. “Thane, you know that in the wrong hands the destruction of our world is almost certain.” I laughed at her. My Beta brought a chest and laid it at my feet.

When I was done explaining I saw a dramatic change in his expression. Curling up his lips in a charming smirk, he gave an unexpected reply in his husky tone, “I am so sorry my Luna. I underestimated you. I should have guessed that the future ruler of the Underworld is not an ordinary wolf. You are just amazing.” Then looking at others he ordered immediately, “ You all have heard your Luna. Now chop. Let’s move towards the direction of the third entry gate.” Xander and Ben waited until everyone left the dungeon room. I along with Xander was at the end of our small group when Galaxy was leading the group and showing others the way out.

Hearing the sound of the System made Lucas' face looked more interested. Without a single doubt, Lucas activated the Super Treasure Map. Suddenly, a coordinate appeared in Lucas' mind. Before arrival at Eastern State, Lucas also obtained a Super Treasure Map, but it disappeared after arriving at Eastern State. There was a name attached to that coordinate, and that was the Zombies' Territory. 'Zombies' Territory?' Lucas' eyes glittered as he thought there would be lots of zombies for it to have such a name. Perhaps, the amount would even shock one.

The maid leaned forward. The High Priestess spoke directly into her ear. "There is a secret passage underneath the temple.” The maid's eyes widened, and the woman continued, “Behind the Hall of Ancestors.You'll find a hidden door under the third altar. The tunnel leads directly beyond Dark Mountain territory." The woman struggled to breathe as the maid listened attentively. Hope flashed across her face again. The High Priestess continued. "The tunnel opens near the human lands." "The human lands?" the maid whispered.

He pulled it out, expecting a congratulatory message from Luke. It wasn't from Luke. It was an Unknown Number. No ID. No trace. Jackson opened the message. The text was simple: "The usurper is gone. The Guardian is dead. The Gate is now open. Welcome to the game, Queen Aurelia." Attached to the message was a picture. It was a live feed of a dark tunnel... deep underground. And on the wall of the tunnel, carved into the stone, was the symbol of A Black Serpent Eating Its Own Tail.

Maren entered, bowing low, her face flushed from haste. “My Lady,” She whispered, “I brought you word.” Rey looked around, checking if anyone was nearby. She cast a soundproof spell. When she was sure that they were alone, she asked, “What did you find?” “The old tunnel beneath the eastern wing still exists. The same one we used during the blood harvest years. It leads beyond the Ember border into the valley. That's where you'll enter when the time comes.” Rey nodded slowly. Her plan was beginning to take shape.

It showed a single, grainy video feed from an underwater camera somewhere in the Atlantic. ​A massive, rusted hatch was opening on the ocean floor. Not a Sterling hatch. Something older. Something that bore a symbol I hadn't seen before: a serpent eating its own tail, wrapped around a sword. ​“The Ouroboros,” Hestia breathed, leaning over my shoulder. “The rivals of the Pantheon. They’ve been waiting for the Sterling fall for a century.” ​A voice came through the tablet—not the arrogant silk of Silas or the cold rasp of Marcus. It was the voice of a woman, ancient and weary.