Within the Grand Library, Logan sat quietly at the long stone table, the ancient book still open before him. The golden lamplight illuminated the pages, but his thoughts were far from the words now. Seika Solwyn's climb lingered in his mind — the recognition from the Golden Dragon's Temple, the unseen acknowledgment that only Seika had felt.
Logan exhaled slowly. "Third in history…" he murmured under his breath.
Meanwhile, somewhere else within the spirit mountain, something far darker was unfolding inside the estate of the Chong Family — one of the infamous Evil Spirit Families. Inside a grand hall carved from black stone, a meeting was underway.
"So," a cold, measured voice echoed, "have you learned anything about the one destined to inherit the Golden Dragon's legacy?"
The speaker sat at the head of the long table. His hair was streaked with silver, his presence heavy and oppressive.
This was Min Chong, the family head of the Chong Family.
