The morning sun rose over Portside, casting long golden shadows across the cobblestone streets. Ethan stood on the wall, his eyes fixed on the horizon, his mind churning with thoughts that refused to settle. The shadow's new face had been defeated, but the threat remained. There were others out there, others who would try to finish what the Council of Shadows had started.
"We need to find them before they find us," Ethan said, his voice echoing in the empty chamber of the Nexus. "We need to know where they're hiding."
The Archivist's voice answered, ancient and weary. "I may be able to help you with that."
Ethan turned. The Archivist stood at the entrance of the chamber, his face lined with age, his eyes filled with knowledge. "I have been searching for years. There are places in the wo
