[Samael Ashwood's POV]
I steadied myself, a rueful chuckle escaping my lips despite the exhaustion. The battle had drained me, but it had also ignited something deeper within—a hunger for knowledge, for power, and for understanding the legacy I'd inherited.
I took a deep breath, forcing myself to move forward. The forest was quiet now, but I knew it wouldn't stay that way for long. I had to find a safe place to rest and recover before continuing my journey. My thoughts drifted to my family—to Alice, Sionna, and even to the stubborn, unyielding Lord Ashwood. And to Lily, who was still grieving Ethan. They were my anchor, my reason for fighting through every ordeal.
The path ahead was uncertain, filled with dangers and challenges I could barely comprehend. But I wasn't alone. With the First Warlock's memories and my own growing strength, I felt more prepared than ever to face whatever lay ahead.
