Emilia's determination fueled her as they ventured into the night. Aria led the way, navigating the winding streets of Raven's Peak.
Their destination: an abandoned warehouse on the outskirts of town.
Ryker walked beside Emilia, his eyes scanning the shadows. "The traitor's identity will come as a shock."
Emilia's grip on the crossbow tightened. "I'm ready."
Luca flanked her other side, his presence a comforting silence.
As they approached the warehouse, Emilia sensed unease. The air seemed heavy with malevolent energy.
Aria halted, her gaze locked on the entrance. "Be prepared."
Emilia nodded, her heart pounding.
Inside, the warehouse loomed dark and cavernous. Shadows danced across the walls.
Ryker's eyes gleamed in the faint light. "The traitor awaits."
A figure emerged from the shadows, hood up and face obscured.
Emilia's instincts flared. "Who are you?"
The figure slowly revealed its face.
Emilia's world crashed.
It was her childhood friend, Olivia.
Olivia's smile twisted. "You never knew me, Emilia."
Emilia reeled. "Why?"
Olivia's laughter echoed through the warehouse. "Because I was tired of living in the shadows."
Ryker's eyes narrowed. "You're not just a traitor; you're a pawn."
Olivia's gaze locked onto Emilia. "And you're the key."
Emilia's heart pounded. What did Olivia mean?
The shadows seemed to deepen, darkness closing in.
Emilia's resolve hardened. She would uncover the truth.
No matter the cost.