Imperial Black Site - (Maximum Security Zone)
04:14 A.M.
Deep beneath the surface, past ten layers of reinforced titanium doors, bio-coded clearance panels, and countless automated defense turrets, a nightmare stirred.
Every corridor was lined with anti-magic inhibitors, mana-dampening sigils, EMP fields, and AI-driven security drones. The facility had kill switches in place to flood entire sections with nerve gas or microwave pulse waves capable of liquefying a man's organs in seconds.
It was a place where escape was impossible.
And yet…
.....
Caspian exhaled.
His fingers twitched.
A slow grin split his lips as he felt something return—something taken from him when he was dragged into this place, drugged, tortured, humiliated.
Power.
It coiled through his veins, cold and raw, whispering through his blood like a sentient force.