Raven Van Thor stood firm in the center of the room, his gaze sweeping over every single face staring back at him. His voice was deep, carrying weight and authority that silenced even the sound of breathing.
"From this moment on… you all need to know one very important thing," he said softly, yet firmly. "Zholdick… has started moving again."
A few gasps slipped from the gathered adventurers. The name itself carried its own trauma. Raven raised a hand, cutting through the noise with a single motion.
"Yes. Zholdick, the demon who almost wiped out human civilization a hundred years ago. The latest information from our scouts—they've already spotted their shadow forces at several locations. And they're not just moving. They're invading again."
Arthur froze on the spot.Zholdick? Now?
Raven continued, his stare sharpening like a blade.
