Twisted Certainty

MAEVIA

The Memorial Hall was silent when Torin pulled me inside. Cold stone stretched beneath my feet, and the statues of past Drakos Alphas stood along the walls. The torches burned steadily, but the space still felt heavy.

Torin did not stop walking until we reached the center. Only then did he release my wrist. The moment his grip loosened, I stepped back without thinking.

The distance felt nec