When Nathan's vision gradually returned, the first thing that greeted him was an oppressive darkness, thick and murky like a fog that refused to dissipate. The air was damp, carrying the scent of earth and moss, and he could hear the distant sound of water dripping onto stone, echoing through the space.
It didn't take him long to realize he was inside a cave—one hidden away from the world, shrouded in secrecy.
His instincts sharpened, and without hesitation, he activated Vision of Artemis. His irises glowed faintly as the ability enhanced his sight, piercing through the gloom. Shapes and figures came into focus, their auras flickering like flames against the darkness.
Three presences.
Among them, one stood out—familiar, unmistakable.
Ameriah.
He recognized her aura instantly, a presence he had long since committed to memory, just like the others back at the castle. She was here. And she wasn't alone.
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