Ali arrived at the gym, ready for training, when the system screen appeared before him: [Side Quest: Defeat a Sea Ghoul and gain experience points + a new skill.]Confused, Ali stared at the message, unsure of what to do, until more details flashed across the screen: [Follow this map to locate the Sea Ghoul.][Time limit: 5 hours.]Hesitation crept in. Was he ready to take this on alone? Maybe he should ask another Knight for backup. He decided to find Malik or Laith and so he hurried through the headquarters' halls, searching for them. As he wandered, he stepped into a vast, empty room. There, in the center, sat Marwan, his eyes were closed, he was silent. Ali approached him, he wanted to ask if he'd seen the others. In a flash, Marwan leapt up, sword swinging, sending Ali crashing into the wall. "What was that for?!" Ali yelled out, he was dazed from how strong the blow had been. Marwan smirked, looking down at him with a glint of suspicion. "I smell something on you" he said.

Ali sat at his desk, scrolling through job hunting websites on his laptop, his brow furrowed in concentration. The sound of his computer filled the quiet room until his phone buzzed. He picked it up to see a message from Malik: "Come to headquarters. Immediately." Ali frowned but didn’t hesitate. Within minutes, he was out the door, heading toward the Knights’ headquarters on his motorbike. When he arrived, he found the entire group already gathered in the main hall. Hadi stood at the front, addressing the assembled Knights. "Alright, listen up," Hadi said, his voice carrying authority. "As you all know, every year, each group is required to test their Knights to determine their current rank. The results must be submitted to the Knights Association. No exceptions." Ali stepped forward, curiosity getting the better of him. "What kind of tests are we talking about?" Hadi turned to him, nodding. "Good question. Follow me."He led Ali down a hallway into a large, high-tech room f

Ali’s first week at his new job had been exhausting. Between office work and late training sessions, he was drained, surviving on barely any sleep. His body ached, and his mind felt foggy as he trudged home, longing for even an hour of rest. Then, his phone buzzed. It was a message from Hadi "Come to the police station. They need our help I’m assigning you to handle it." Ali’s fatigue vanished in an instant. A spark of excitement shot through him. Finally! he thought, they’re trusting me with a real mission.When he arrived at the station, he found Malik and Haitham already there, their expressions serious. When Ali arrived he found Haitham and Malik Already there "What’s going on?" He asked.Malik said "The police need us to deal with a gang. They suspect they’re involved with the Ghoul's attack." Ali frowned. " How?" Haitham who was leaning against the wall explained "This gang used to be drug dealers before the Ghouls attacked. After the Knights of Askalan formed, we took

Ali was stuck. The new quest looming over him was bad enough, but even without it, he needed to find a way out of this place. Now, he bitterly regretted venturing off on his own. If only he had just gone home with Malik instead. Taking a deep breath, he forced himself to calm down. Panicking wouldn’t help. Maybe if he played along with Zaina for now, he could buy himself some time. "Why me?" he asked, keeping his voice steady. "Out of all the people you could’ve dragged into this, why did you choose me?" Zaina tilted her head, her dark eyes glinting with amusement. "I need a strong partner," she said smoothly. "And a human, someone who can get closer to my enemies without raising suspicion. Someone I can... guide." Ali scoffed. "Ah, so you mean someone you can control and manipulate. Got it." He gave her a sarcastic smile. "Thanks for the honesty." She chuckled, unfazed. "You’re clever. I like that." "Let me guess," Ali continued, his tone dripping with false amusement. "Y

Ali and Zaina stepped into the grand meeting hall, the air thick with tension. As they entered, Ali’s nose twitched, a strange scent lingering in the room, different from Zaina’s usual intoxicating fragrance. It was sharper, muskier, closer to the stench of her guards. His instincts prickled, but he pushed the thought aside as the council members rose to their feet in unison, their eyes fixed on their queen. "Your Majesty," the eldest councilor, a tall, broad-shouldered Ghoul in the shape of a man with silver-streaked hair, greeted with a deep bow. The others followed suit, murmuring respectful welcomes. Zaina’s expression remained impassive as she strode forward, her long robes sweeping behind her. Without a word, she took her seat at the head of the table, her posture regal and unyielding. Ali followed, settling into the chair beside her, acutely aware of the hostile gazes boring into him. With a cold flick of her wrist, Zaina gestured for the council to sit. The members obeye