Dominic
The candlelight flickered across the table littered with scrolls, broken glass, and blood-stained tools. I leaned over the chaos, fingers trembling slightly as I held up another failed potion. Its dull green color told me all I needed to know.
"Useless," I muttered, slamming it down hard. The vial shattered, the contents sizzling against the stone floor.
Thunder's voice echoed inside my head, low and disappointed. "That’s the third one today. How many more before you admit you’re chasing smoke?"
"I’m not chasing smoke," I snapped. "There has to be a way. Renwick made it work once. He had control."
But he's not here now.
The last time I spoke with Renwick, he was scared saying he thinks there are more of our unknown creature.
Now he is nowhere to be found.
I search the fore
