“Move to the next phase.”

Those words echoed in my head long after Sylas ended the call.

I stared at him with furrowed brows, my heart still racing from everything I had seen on screen.

“Next phase?” I repeated his words slowly,

Sylas did not answer immediately. Instead, he glanced at me with a calm expression, too calm for someone who had just declared what sounded like war to my ears.

Then, almost as if considering, he exhaled lightly and shrugged.

“What is the next phase?” I asked again, but this time, my tone was harsher.

For a second, I thought he would actually explain. He didn’t. Instead, he stepped...