Chapter 61 The Verdant Sanctuary's Embrace

• The escape from the Spire City of Aeridor was a harrowing maelstrom of chaos, a stark testament to the Shadow Weaver’s fury. The Tower of Enlightenment, once a gleaming monument to false harmony, now stood as a fractured symbol of discord, its flawless facade marred by the raw psychic backlash.
• Alarms wailed a ceaseless, mournful cry across a metropolis that had plunged into an abyss of raw, unbridled emotion. The manufactured peace, stripped away by the Moon-Tear Shard’s light, had been replaced not by liberation, but by a terrifying surge of primal fear, anger, and profound suspicion, all expertly fanned by the enraged Shadow Weaver.
• Relying on Anya’s network of desperate, highly skilled