The carriage, drawn by spectral steeds that shimmered with an ethereal glow, glided through the cobblestone streets of the kingdom, its destination the towering spires of Elysium Academy. Within its plush interior, Eliana sat beside Sebastian, her hand resting gently on his arm. The air crackled with a nervous energy, a stark contrast to the serene beauty of the morning.
The news of the angel's murder had cast a pall over the castle, its weight pressing down on Eliana's heart. The thought of such violence, perpetrated by a being of unimaginable power, filled her with a sense of dread. Yet, amidst the fear, there was also a flicker of resolve. She would not let this darkness consume them. She would stand by Sebastian's side, offering him strength and support as he embarked on this perilous journey.
