Alpha Austin collapsed to the floor, his vision blurring as the surge of power overwhelmed his body. His breathing was shallow, his muscles spasming uncontrollably from the intensity of the ritual. Despite the impending loss of consciousness, there was no panic in his eyes—only a dark, twisted sense of triumph. He had never truly believed the ancient ritual would work, but here he was, standing on the precipice of something unimaginable.
His mind drifted back to the moment he had discovered the old book in the dusty corners of his chambers. It had been hidden away, forgotten by time, its leather cover cracked and peeling, the pages yellowed with age. He had pulled it from the shelf carefully, almost reverently, and when he opened it, the musty scent of centuries-old knowledge had filled
