A trap of fate.

"Something is wrong."

The words pressed against Haelyn's mind like a dark fog, clinging to her thoughts with a weight she couldn't shake. She paced restlessly in her chambers, the tension in her muscles coiled tight, her instincts screaming.

Something had shifted in the air….something unnatural.

She turned sharply as Cerius, Seraphis, and Marlyil entered, their faces lined with unease.

"You felt it too, didn't you?" she murmured, her voice barely above a whisper.

Seraphis nodded grimly. "Something dark has stirred. The balance has shifted."

Cerius crossed his arms, his golden eyes unreadable. "The feeling is too strong to ignore. This isn't just a power moving through the shadows….this is a direct threat."

Marlyil's jaw tensed. "And it's coming for you, Haelyn."

The weight of their words hit Haelyn like a physical blow. Her heartbeat quickened.