Chapter 128 The First Of His Name
- The castle was no longer quiet.
- Every hall, every corridor, every tower bristled with motion. Guards tightened ranks along the inner and outer walls. Mages lit runes along the stronghold’s perimeter, whispering spells with trembling fingers. Archers took up positions on every balcony. And dragons circled above, restless, their roars splitting the clouds.
- The hooded man had vanished.