Chapter Title: The Price of Power
The storm did not return.
The sky, once torn apart by divine fury, slowly settled into an uneasy calm. The dark clouds thinned, retreating into the distance as faint sunlight broke through, casting long shadows over the ruined village.
Silence followed.
Not peaceful.
Not comforting.
Just… empty.
Azrael stood in the middle of it, his breathing steady but shallow, his body barely holding together after everything he had endured. The energy that had once surged so freely within him had quieted, settling into something deeper, something more controlled.
But his body—
Was failing.
He took a step forward.
Pain flared instantly.
His vision blurred.
“…Yeah,” he muttered, his voice rough. “There it is.”
The system flickered.
User: Azrael
Level: 6
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