Zephyr moved through the ruins alone.
He had already pushed the research work onto his lackeys.
Wandering through ruins writing some boring research wasn't his thing.
Suddenly, he heard an explosion.
And soon after then, a few robed figures lunged at him from the shadows.
His eyes flashed with excitement.
Finally, something exciting.
But the excitement died as fast as it came.
The enemies were pathetic.
Initiate Rank—barely worth his time.
With just a few punches, their heads burst like overripe melons. He didn't even break a sweat.
Then—a pendant he always wore glowed in red light.
A soft but urgent light pulsed from the charm on his neck.
Twilight Charm.
A linked artifact. Its twin rested with his fiancée—Aurelia.
They'd been childhood friends once. Now, they were bound by political marriage.
He didn't like his engagement with her.
He didn't hate her. In fact, he cared. She was one of the most important people in his life.
