Chapter 46 The Hour of Twilight
Friesland and Alistair emerged from the catacombs, blinking in the harsh sunlight that seemed to mock the darkness they had just faced. The air felt different, charged with an unseen tension that mirrored the turmoil within them. The Warden's spectral blade hung heavy on Friesland's belt, a constant reminder of the power and responsibility he now wielded.
They hurried back to the mansion, their footsteps echoing in the deserted streets. Inside, the air crackled with nervous energy. Elizabeth and her team, faces etched with worry, greeted them with a mixture of relief and apprehension.
"We found the Warden," Friesland announced, wasting no time. He recounted their encounter – the hidden chamber, the test, and the revelation about the hidden chamber within Blackwood Manor.
Elizabeth's brow furrowed. "Blackwood Manor? That's heavily guarded. We can't just walk in there."
Friesland nodded, his gaze resolute. "We won't. We'll need a distraction, a chance to slip in unnoticed."
Alistair

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