Chapter 23 The Reckoning of the Peaks

The air on the Iron Peaks wasn't just cold; it felt heavy, like a physical weight. A purple-black energy pillar shot up from the Battery, tearing a hole in the sky. And through that hole, something old and hungry was coming back into the world.

Elara stood in the middle of the silver grate. Her hair whipped around her face like a dark, silky halo.