บท 1230: Chapter 1230: The Herald of Shadows

The air grew thick as the figure coalesced before them, a mass of shadows twisting into the unmistakable form of Nyx. Her presence was suffocating, a darkness so deep it seemed to swallow the light around it. Morgana instinctively took a step back, her hand tightening around the hilt of the Heart of Oaths, though she could feel its power waning in the presence of the Weaver of Nightmares.

Nyx's eyes, two burning embers of malice, locked onto Morgana. "You think you can purify this place with a few words and a relic of broken promises?" Her voice dripped with disdain, echoing through the Vault like a death knell. "The Vault may shine now, but it's too late. You have no idea what you've unleashed."

Morgana's heart raced, but she stood firm, her eyes narrowing as she met Nyx's gaze. "We know exactly what we're doing. The light of the Vault will help us stop you."