Elira stood frozen, staring in horror at the sight before her.
One by one, the Council members—Alaric, Saba, Makazi, Seorin, Kaito, Vodyan—had all fallen.
Their eyes now glowed faintly blue.
They were no longer themselves.
They were under Ravana Ramse King's control.
Her breath hitched.
Her heart sank.
She knew what this meant.
Slowly, she tapped on her wrist device, opening a secure call.
Her voice was soft… pained… but steady.
"Husband… I'll miss you."
A surprised voice came from the other side.
"Elira? What's wrong? What happened—?"
But she didn't answer.
With a shaky hand, she tapped again—
cutting the call.
Then she turned toward Ravana.
He stood tall, cold, unshaken—his glowing eyes locked onto her.
She lifted her chin, defiant.
"You were sealed once before… and you'll be sealed again."
Ravana let out a soft, mocking laugh.
"Last time, an otherworldly Phoenix stopped me."
"But now… who dares to try?"
He raised his hand.
