The Day That Is Not Over

Back in Jakarta, the atmosphere was thick with tension. The city, once bustling with the usual energy of commerce and life, now hummed with a low, restless fear. The protests had begun. People were angry and desperate for answers. The government was failing, and rumors of Phoenix were starting to leak.

David stood with Clarissa, their eyes scanning the chaotic streets from a high vantage point. A distant fire burned in the heart of the city, smoke rising to cloud the sky. It felt like everything was unraveling—and it wasn’t just the Nine Dragons causing the destruction. The people, in their desperation, were starting to turn on each other.

Clarissa’s voice was steady, but there was an edge of concern. “We need to act. The more we wait, the harder it will be to control the narrative.”

David nodded, but his mind was elsewhere. He thought of the Dragon Crown, the power it held, and the burden it placed on him. Could he use it to stop Phoenix? Or would it consume him entirely?