The female exorcist decided to stay and live in the tribe of the immortals. The tribe leader readily agreed, so Alkan peacefully bid farewell to her. "Will you follow what is destined for you?" the woman asked, gazing at the star-filled sky. "You know what you are getting yourself into, Alkan." A small smile appeared on his lips. "There is still unfinished conflict between me, the council, and Arelano." The woman looked at him before raising her palm. A small light formed there—a glowing orb that flew towards him and embedded itself in his forehead. Suddenly, he felt an unfamiliar power surge through his entire body, strengthening his mind. Alkan furrowed his brows. "Exorcist power?" "I have given you half of my power. Now that there are no longer major factions in the Tribal lands, we can finally live in peace. Use the power I have granted you. May it guide you and keep you safe

Not only were the black sawikin sacrificed for Arelano's resurrection, but also the princess of the witches. Driven by his desire for more power, Surikong agreed to offer his own daughter—along with Ambong—as part of the ritual. However, after Arelano’s revival, Surikong was left in regret. He had given everything, yet it was not enough to satisfy Arelano’s thirst for power. After the fall of the black palace, Surikong went into hiding for several months. When the white palace collapsed, he began planning his conquest of the South, carefully studying the manananggal and vampire tribes. For nearly five years, the South was plagued by chaos and conflict between its two dominant factions. Yet, none knew that Surikong was the mastermind behind it all. He sought to pit the two races against each other, weakening them and reducing the number of powerful factions in the South. Now that he had gained Celya’s