Chapter 119: The Drakebane's Fate

[The Drakebane Family from Frostholm, twenty years before Archer's birth]

Inside the confines of their home, a young boy sat huddled with his sister, their faces etched with worry. The father clasped a chalice filled with wine, parting his lips to take a sip, when a woman's voice resonated through the room.

"Nikolai, we must flee this city. It has become too dangerous, we must ensure the safety of Nyx and Alexander before anything happens," she urged.

A figure entered the room: a woman with flowing black hair and horns atop her head. Her red eyes wandered to her husband. The man finished the wine and replied in a fed-up tone, "Amara, we can't run yet. Look at what happened to the Reece Family. They didn't get far before they were captured.''

She attempted to speak, but before she could, a blood-curdling scream was heard from outside.