The light from the Blood Star began to fade, its energy dissipating into the very air of the chamber, leaving behind a hum of power that lingered like an electric charge. Isabel stood still, her chest heaving with the weight of what she had just unlocked. The Seal had been awakened, its ancient magic flowing through her veins like a living thing. The room was silent now, save for the echo of her own breath and the distant clash of swords as Kainen continued to fight.
Vorstag lay on the ground, his once-proud figure crumpled under the weight of the power Isabel had unleashed. His face was contorted with terror and disbelief. The kingdom's regent, the man who had ruled with an iron fist, was now nothing more than a broken shell of his former self.
Isabel could feel the eyes of the soldiers
