Morvane's voice echoed through the chamber, cutting through the tense silence. His dark eyes burned with frustration as he faced Levan, whose stern expression carried the weight of centuries.
"How am I a threat?" Morvane demanded, his voice edged with disbelief. "Why are you suddenly painting me as a villain?"
Levan's jaw tensed, his weathered face devoid of warmth. "Your bond with a demon was already ominous," Levan stated firmly, his voice steady with authority. "But now you've gathered an angel's power as well." He paused, eyes narrowing with unease. "This… this is a combination that disturbs the balance of the realms."
A heavy silence hung in the air. Morvane clenched his fists, feeling the weight of the accusation. His breath grew heavier as emotions warred within him.