The black light remained on the horizon.

Lucien stared at it.

"Nethros."

Seraphina moved closer.

"Are you sure?"

Lyra nodded.

"I can feel him."

The black feather in her hand trembled again.

A faint pulse of darkness traveled through it.

Then a voice whispered:

"Come to the old kingdom."

Lucien's expression hardened.

"Why would he want us there?"

Aster looked toward the distant mountains.

"The old kingdom was where Nethros first discovered the Void."

Seraphina frowned.

"Then that's where this ends."

Lucien nodded.

"We go at dawn."

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They returned to Eryndor before sunset.

News of their victory had already spread.

The people filled the streets, celebrating the end of...