Queen of hollow.

"You should all be grateful," Haelyn's voice was calm, yet it carried an eerie weight, echoing through the ruins like a ghostly whisper.

She stood at the edge of the now-collapsing hall, her posture regal, almost amused as she surveyed the destruction behind her.

The great chamber….once a seat of power and judgment… was now reduced to nothing but rubble.

And she had destroyed it with a flick of her hand.

Not even a single muscle in her body tensed at the sight of its complete annihilation.

Her fingers, elegant yet deadly, traced over the dust that lingered on her arm, and she wiped it away as if brushing off something insignificant.

As if this whole disaster meant nothing to her.

And then…..

She turned.

And they were all waiting.

Cerius.

Archer.

Artemis.

Seraphis.

Rowena.

Xander.

Ravi.

Their expressions were a mixture of wariness and disbelief.

But one thing was clear…..