The streets of Veridion glimmered under the setting sun as Isadora made her way back to the D'Amaro Mansion. The witch's words echoed in her mind, each one twisting deeper into her chest.
"It waits for the moment you lower your guard."
She stepped inside her room and sat on the edge of her bed, pulling the bracelet from beneath her sleeve. It glimmered faintly in the dim light, innocent in appearance yet heavy with dark promise.
_"Master Theron said once it's activated, the entity would begin to grow. But nothing happened in the Forbidden Forest… so what's going on?" she thought bitterly.
Was it growing somewhere else? Hiding in plain sight? Or perhaps using someone? The thought chilled her, but she knew one thing — she needed to master this magic. And fast.
Meanwhile at the Royal Palace
