The room darkened as the mages stepped closer to Kael, their chanting intensifying with each syllable. Shadows curled along the stone walls, dancing like whispering serpents.
Kael pulled at his chains, his heart pounding against his ribs, the metallic clank echoing in the chamber. Tiffany had disappeared beyond the heavy door, and now, only the faceless hooded mages remained.
“I said it’s time,” Elira repeated, her voice echoing as if spoken by a hundred tongues at once.
“What are you going to do to me?” Kael spat, his voice steady despite the uncertainty gripping his gut. " Wait! The killed my father. They have to pay. Please, don't do this to me!" Kael shouted but there was no one to save him.
One of the mages raised a hand, and Kael’s body went rigid. Invisible tendrils of energy
