POV: Zephyr
The attack came from nowhere. One moment I was cataloging ancient texts in the sanctum's dim light, my fingers tracing the spine of a leather-bound volume. The next, reality tore open like fabric.
A portal. Swirling darkness edged with sickly green light appeared in the center of the room. I barely had time to draw my weapon before they poured through.
Five figures in black robes, their faces hidden behind masks carved with crescent moons. They moved with inhuman speed, spreading out to flank me.
"The Moonstone Codex," one hissed, his voice distorted. "Give it to us."
My blood ran cold. The Codex was the most dangerous book in our entire collection. Ancient rituals involving Moon Blessed power. Spells that could channel celestial energy for healing or destruction. In the w
