Malicious Intentions

Dimitri frowned deeply, his thoughts clouded with unease. The attack that had just occurred left more questions than answers. Who was behind it? Was it Edward, someone who had proven capable of using forbidden magic before?

Or was it someone connected to his late master, a man whose obsessions and dangerous philosophies still lingered like a dark shadow?

Either way, Dimitri understood one thing with certainty: there was a target on his back.

The black smoke had been a clear warning. It wasn't a random event or a coincidence. Someone, somewhere, was testing his strength, probing his limits.

The knowledge filled him with a familiar tension, but it did not shake his confidence. Dimitri had faced worse. He was the Archmage now, a position he hadn't sought but had grown into. His abilities were unparalleled, and his connections...