Kapitel 320: Crimson Serpent Sect

The heavy doors of the Crimson Serpent Sect's grand hall creaked open, a pair of disciplined guards bowing low as six elders strode in. Their robes flowed like waves of blood, embroidered with the coiled serpent emblem that marked their authority. Their presence was imposing, their combined aura a testament to the sect's strength. 

Near the center of the hall stood Vaelric's aide, a slender man with sharp, calculating eyes, and the trembling disciple who had brought the news of the attacks. Vaelric himself remained seated on the jagged obsidian throne, his amber gaze fixed on the elders, a faint smirk curling his lips. His stillness was as commanding as the elders' motion, an unspoken declaration of his superiority. 

The elders stopped several paces before him, their faces a mixture of irritation and restrained fury. Elder Jayan, her silver-streaked hair catching the torchlight, folded her arms, her gaze sharp and cold.