CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED AND FORTY EIGHT - THE ARTIFACT'S REVELATION

"Under your banner, you mean," Erik growled. Alaric shrugged. "Someone must lead. But I'm not unreasonable. I'm willing to offer you a place in this new order, Fairchild. You and your charming Luna." Anna felt a chill run down her spine. The offer was tempting – the promise of unity, of strength. But at what cost? "And if we refuse?" she asked, her voice steady despite her racing heart. Alaric's eyes hardened. "Then you will be left behind. The world is changing, whether you like it or not. The artifact's power will be harnessed. The only question is whether you'll be part of that future or a relic of the past." Erik took Anna's hand, squeezing it gently. She could feel his resolve, matching her own. "We'll never join you, Alaric," Erik said firmly. "Your vision of the future is built on theft and deception. It goes against everything our ancestors stood for." Alaric sighed, shaking his head. "I had hoped you'd see reason. Very well. You've made your choice." He gestured to his