Chapter 82 The Dark One

The air was thick with an oppressive stillness, the type that only comes when the world itself is holding its breath, waiting for something monumental to unfold. The figure before them loomed like an omen, its very presence warping the space around it. Isla could feel the weight of its power pressing against her, pushing against the flame that burned so deeply within her. The Third Flame responded, flickering in warning, but Isla couldn’t suppress the sense of dread creeping up her spine. Something was terribly wrong. Dominic stepped forward, his eyes hard and determined. “What do you want?”