Dressed in a crisp black suit that hugged my frame, I adjusted my tie before stepping out into the hallway. The remnants of last night's chaos had been cleaned up, leaving only silence and the faint scent of smoke lingering in the air.
At the office, I found solace in the weight of responsibility. Papers piled high on my desk reminded me of the world I controlled, the wars I had won, and the enemies I had crushed. This was my domain-a place where I thrived.
The knock at the door was soft, yet the energy behind it felt charged. My wolf stirred uneasily as I straightened in my chair. "Come in."
The door creaked open, revealing a figure cloaked in dark robes. The seer's face was shrouded by the hood, but the scent of aged magic and foreboding was unmistakable. The room seemed to darken as
