Author's Note: Do Not Unlock Yet. Chapter Is Still Under Construction.
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Within the hour, the group assembled at the skybeast landing pad on the upper east terrace of the palace. A colossal, eagle-lion hybrid creature—shimmering with golden runes along its feathers—waited with a harnessed platform atop its back.
The team loaded in and held fast to the straps. Aeri gave Victor a final salute.
"You'll hear from me if we can't handle it."
"I'm counting on you," Victor said.
With a screech that echoed across Blueflame City, the flying spirit beast ascended rapidly, slicing through clouds as the team of elite cultivators departed into the horizon—toward the treacherous ruins Serika had long since sabotaged.
Victor turned away, his expression grave. Time was ticking for both Tarkos… and the seals that stood between this world and utter destruction.
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