Seated in the cart that had tried to kill him, Seth might have felt like he was at his peak, but exhaustion weighed heavily on his body.
The cart sped up, and with the moon's blessing, he was able to reach the sanctuary before sunrise.
A large red gate appeared. Guards atop the walls pointed dangerous weapons at him from their positions.
The cart projected Seth's information and connected with the gate's formation instantly.
He was recognized as a vassal to the Blood Warlock, and they let him pass without issue.
"Come to me!" A voice reached Seth, and he didn't resist as his horse was guided deeper into the sanctuary, shifting direction toward the inner sanctum.
He approached a wall made of stone. Seth felt its gaze upon him, which made his eyes widen.
It was alive, and the horses and carriage passed through as if it were just a mirage.
A wide hall opened before him with a man standing at its center—Crimson Silk.