Chapter 25: Sefe's Power

Crow's Hidden Base

[Tyler's POV]

 

The room was cold. Sterile. Designed like that on purpose. No distractions. No comforts. Just gray walls, a steel table, and flickering lights overhead like tired stars.

 

Sefe sat across from me. Small. Quiet. Watching me like a stray cat unsure if I had food… or a knife.

 

(She doesn't trust me. Good. She shouldn't. Not yet.)

 

I stood still, arms folded, cape draped like a shadow around my shoulders.

 

She broke the silence first.

"What should we do now, Mr. Crow?"

 

I narrowed my eyes.

"I told you Just Crow."

 

She blinked, then nodded quickly.

"Okay… Crow."

 

I turned around and reached into my coat. My fingers brushed against the stone I'd prepared smooth, warm, alive.