Chapter 469: Pulses of Tension

Lucia Lucia bolted upright in her bed, her heart racing as the pulse of magic reverberated through her mind. The air in the room seemed charged, thick with the remnants of the dream she couldn’t quite remember. But one thing was clear: something was happening with the gate. The gate she hadn’t visited in weeks, the one she had told herself she would avoid for now. Throwing back the covers, she swung her legs over the side of the bed and stood, pacing for a moment, her fingers tingling with residual magic. The pulse had felt different this time, not just a faint whisper but a clear, almost urgent call. It was as though the gate itself had reached out to her, demanding her attention. Town yourself she said. Nothing is going to come with you running about like an idiot. Okay drew a quick circle in the air. The partition magic was quick. It didn't take long before she felt the magic swirling around her in a cold gust of air. The room blurred, and in an instant, she was standing in the