Vivian's POV
It had been a long and arduous night for me.
After saying goodbye to Delia and Catherine, we all removed our masks. I tried to mimic Kral's emotionless demeanor as I scanned the faces of the others before following the group back to a place known as the Temple.
It seemed to hold great significance among the royals and nobles, evident from the presence of numerous wolf warriors adorned in purple-patterned armor.
Keeping my silence, I avoided making eye contact with the wolf warriors. However, my attention was drawn to a familiar magical aura that lingered in the air.
How intriguing! I pondered absentmindedly. I should seize the opportunity to ask Alen for a set and examine it more closely.
After undergoing rigorous scrutiny, our group finally arrived at the inner chambers of the Temple.
