The war room sat high in the fractured spire, maps and glowing runes spread across a heavy oak table.
Aiden stood at the center, arms crossed, going over the final assault plan. Lady Sienna leaned in from his left, her dark armor partially unbuckled, while Nyra stood quiet and focused on his right.
Across from them sat Thalira, the captured Church priestess they had turned three days ago. Silver hair tied back tight, elegant features still carrying that stiff, repressed posture even after everything.
"Main gate falls at first light," Aiden said, tapping the map. "Sienna takes the left flank. Nyra handles the right. Thalira, your knowledge of the inner wards gets us to the nexus chamber fast."
As he spoke, the storm outside intensified. The nexus fracture leaking energy into the air made everything feel charged. Aiden's skin prickled. His cock had been half-hard for the last twenty minutes.
