Elias's POV
The city unfolded its labyrinthine streets before us, a chaotic tapestry of life pulsating with its own rhythm. Tyler expertly guided the pack SUV through the urban jungle, each skyscraper and neon sign a testament to the human endeavors that thrived beyond the supernatural veil.
We left the sanctity of the packhouse and ventured into the heart of the city, a place where the mundane coexisted with the mystical. The buildings grew taller, and the city's heartbeat quickened. We were heading toward the outskirts, where the fabric of reality seemed to unravel, giving birth to a different kind of energy.
The voodoo shop loomed in the distance, its façade adorned with symbols that whispered of ancient secrets. The flickering sign, a beacon in the twilight, beckoned us forward. As
