Hard Path Ahead

The location was isolated, far from the Holy Temple, far from any prying ears that might overhear the conversation. This meeting was dangerous but necessary.

Adeline stood beneath the canopy of towering trees, the wind whispering through the branches as if warning her not to go through with this. She had ignored many warnings before.

She was about to ignore another one.

Her heart raced.

This was a final attempt. A desperate, last-ditch effort to bring about a change before things spiralled beyond control.

She had to try.

Footsteps echoed in the distance. Annora was here.

Adeline turned, schooling her expression into something neutral. The former Saintess approached with the same graceful arrogance she always carried, as if the world should be grateful she even deigned to walk upon it.

"You're persistent," Annora commented, her voice laced with mild amusement. "What could you possibly want from me?"