Chapter 16 – The Mirror of Fate
Malikye’s POV
The temple did not let us linger.
The moment the last fragments of the figure dissolved into silver dust, the air shifted again—subtle, but unmistakable. The quiet that followed wasn’t relief.
It was an expectation.
The Heart of the Temple dimmed slightly behind us, its steady pulse fading into the background as the deeper corridors ahead began to glow. A path revealed itself where there hadn’t been one before, the stone floor unfolding in faint lines of silver light that stretched forward like an invitation.
Or a warning.
I exhaled slowly, rolling my shoulders as I stepped off the platform.
“Well,” I said, glancing back once at where my glowing double had just been. “I’ve officially fought myself and won. I feel like that should count
