Azriel collapsed his wings as he descended to the ground. He stood in front of the temple where the Scorpio key was kept. At least that was the information he had. There were two things that could bring the key up—the energy from a true mage leader of Amaraq and the natural centenary cycle. He knew the cycle, and that was the reason he was here—waiting.
ABut he’d received better news when he arrived on New Earth. Amaraq had just appointed a new and inexperienced leader—a girl. He smiled to himself. He could make good use of that opportunity.
Ideally, he would want to avoid being surrounded by thousands of supernatural creatures when the key surfaced at its centenary event. So if he could force the key to come up early, that would be best. The new leader of Amaraq was inexperienced, and h
