Chapter 100: Resurrection Of The Officials (part 1)

They arrive inside a chamber that resembles a miniature throne room—its design dark and elegant, with intricate patterns carved into the obsidian walls. Shadows cling unnaturally to the edges of the room, giving it a foreboding yet commanding presence.

Before Grell and Tarven can take in more details, the air shifts. A sudden, suffocating stillness fills the room.

Then—Vaelith materializes.

It is not a slow emergence but an almost unnatural transition, as if he was always there, hidden between the layers of reality itself. His form solidifies, his pitch-black armor gleaming under the dim light, and his piercing gaze settles on them.

A chill grips both assassins.

Even as Tier 5 warriors, trained to sense the faintest disturbances, they hadn't noticed him until he was fully present. That realization alone sends an uneasy shiver down their spines.

"This guy is very dangerous."