Volume 1 Epilogue - The Shadow Above
Far above, in a dark chamber within the capital, a cloaked figure knelt before a circle of fire.
"The Seal of Wind has stirred," the voice in the flames said.
The figure bowed deeply. "Yes, my lord. The Spirit of Wind walks once more."
The fire hissed, taking the shape of a dragon's head.
"Then the time has come. The first lock is broken. Prepare the ritual for the Crimson Rebirth."
The figure smiled beneath his hood. "As you command, O Flame Sovereign."
The fire roared, spreading across the runes.
And somewhere deep underground — beneath stone, beneath time — the seal pulsed one last time before falling still.
The world begins to remember.
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