The morning sun had barely crested the jagged eastern peaks of the Lumia Kingdom when Kyle, Seraphina, Falcon, and Yua stood once more in the subterranean archives deep beneath the keep.
The air in the stone vault was cold, damp, and quiet, broken only by the rhythmic hum of the blue ley-line conduits running along the walls. King Troy and Princess Lumia stood near the entrance archway, flanked by four elite royal guards dressed in heavy, pristine iron armor. No grand send-off had been announced to the public; the transition was kept strictly confidential to ensure the security of the kingdom's newly established portal network.
