บท 1214: Chapter 1214: Beyond the Grave

The morning sun crept slowly over the horizon, casting long golden rays over the battlements of Ardent Hold. The air was still heavy with the lingering scent of smoke and blood, though the oppressive darkness that had clouded the skies for so long had lifted. It should have been a moment of relief—a hard-fought victory over Nyx—but for Morgana, the silence that followed the battle felt more unsettling than comforting.

Morgana stood at the highest point of the fortress, the Heart of Oaths still clutched in her hand. Its once fierce glow had dimmed to a pale flicker, but its presence remained as a constant reminder of the immense power she had wielded. She closed her eyes, letting the breeze carry away the sounds of the soldiers below, the murmurs of the wounded, the hammering of repairs.

It was over—Nyx was gone—but the darkness that clung to her thoughts felt almost as suffocating as the shadow creatures that had besieged the fortress.