Chapter 85

Third Person's POV

Lukas Valkar's gaze flickered with unease. Just then, the distant wail of sirens cut through the air. A pair of Cinderholme patrol cars rolled up, their lights flashing crimson against the ancient stone of the Tempestshroud Origin Hall. Several enforcers stepped out, their presence commanding silence in the tense crowd.

"Who's causing the disturbance here?" one of them demanded.