Chapter 395: Deep In

Lucia With that, they moved in unison toward the fortress where the mages were suddenly gathering. It was miles down, but for Lucia, the journey felt swift, each step heavy with purpose. The air was thick with the scent of impending battle, and she could feel the tension building, like a taut string ready to snap. Lucia glanced at Talia, whose face was set in stone. “Are you ready?” Talia’s lips curled into a snarl. “More than ever.” Without another word, they entered the fray. The courtyard of the High Septre's residence was a sea of chaos. Soldiers and werewolves clashed, the air thick with the scent of blood and sweat. Baron’s forces were already deeply engaged with Elias’s defenders, and the night sky was lit with the glow of magic and fire. Lucia scanned the battlefield, quickly finding Baron at the forefront, his massive figure cutting through enemies with ease. His roars commanded his troops forward, each strike sending shockwaves through the ground. He was unstoppable—a f