The next day, Hades made his way through the academy grounds, heading toward Elder Thalnor's residence. He had asked a few officers for directions, and they all pointed him to a remote corner of the academy grounds.
As Hades approached, the atmosphere around Elder Thalnor's dwelling grew increasingly unsettling.
The sky seemed to dim unnaturally, and a cold wind whistled through the skeletal branches of nearby trees, casting long, twisted shadows across the ground. The air itself felt heavy, as if it carried a warning.
He halted in front of a large, weathered door, its surface marked by age and faint, strange symbols. Hades took a breath, his eyes narrowing. The place felt alive with a malevolent energy. He raised his voice, calm but sharp.
"Elder Thalnor, I have arrived. What did you need with me, Elder?"
