บท 1227: Chapter 1227: The Shadow’s Warning

The camp was silent but tense in the hours following the encounter. Though the figure of darkness had vanished, its presence still lingered in the minds of everyone at Ardent Hold. Morgana stood near the western barricade, watching as soldiers moved about with quiet efficiency, reinforcing the defenses and patrolling the perimeter. There was a sense of anticipation in the air, as if everyone was waiting for the darkness to return.

The Heart of Oaths still hung heavy at her side, its energy flickering faintly after the strain of the ritual. Morgana could feel the lingering echoes of the dark figure's laugh, taunting her, reminding her that this battle was far from over. She tightened her grip on her staff, unwilling to let fear take hold.