Xander and Priscilla followed the markings on the wall, and the golden crosses carved into the pillars guided them to the back door, which led to a narrow garden path flanked by shriveled hedges.The chapel stood on the other side, overgrown with dark red vines and cobwebs.As soon as Xander set foot upon the marble steps, his whole body shuddered, and he felt a powerful vibration run down his spine.Even Priscilla felt a tremor within as she sensed a strange energy coming from inside the chapel.Xander pushed the old wooden doors open and stepped inside, taking measured and cautious steps.The chapel had been abandoned almost 20 years ago, but there was still the scent of incense in the air, and the golden cross stood at the far end, untouched by the damage and decay around it.“This is it, sister. The end of the road,” Xander remarked as he walked up to the granite altar and pulled the vines away. “You can still turn back if you want. Ashari will bring the chopper back and pick you

Braving the icy winds which would have frozen any other human, Xander pushed forward, trudging through the knee-high snow.Neither the keen sting of the numbing cold air nor the snow dragging him down was enough to hold him back.“I am coming for you. The people of Zarturia deserve justice!”Fighting his way through the blizzard, Xander pressed on, driven by an insatiable desire for revenge.It was vengeance burning in his heart, fueling him to forget everything around him.The nameless one watched from the blurry whiteness, hoping to see Xander perish in the snowstorm, but instead, the boy from Zarturia burned like an undying flame, cutting through the snowy landscape with mad determination.“The royal blood runs warm through your veins. But this isn’t Zarturia, my Prince. This is the realm of eternal winter. The domain of death and decay!”“I have already died once. I am not afraid of climbing my way out of the grave a second time!” Xander rasped, gritting his teeth. “If you’re real

Shivering and shaking, Xander staggered back with chattering teeth and pale cheeks that had sunk into sullen depressions.Even though he had finally been freed from his icy prison, the chill was still cutting through his flesh like a knife.“The restless old lion still wanders the worlds beyond, seeking his lost glory even though he is toothless and weak,” Kiimil rasped, regarding the cloaked stranger with a condescending gaze that seemed especially reserved for him. “All you can do is vex me. But I am beyond your powers.”“Yet you are not beyond his,” the cloaked man replied, turning to look at Xander. “The prophecy was never about me. I am only here to guide the hand of the last prince.”Rubbing his hands together, Xander warmed himself and finally stopped shivering. And as he glanced at the cloaked figure, he realized it was the same man who had saved him all those years ago from the massacre at the research facility in Zarturia.“You were there that night. You carried me in your a

A malicious Goddess springing back to life and swearing destruction was the stuff of nightmares for even the most daring warriors, but Priscilla met her gaze with not even the slightest hint of fear.In Priscilla’s eyes, Ixchel was nothing more than an ancient evil that had been preying on mankind for centuries. And now the time had come to vanquish her once and for all.“You ruined everything that I ever held dear. You destroyed my childhood and separated me from my own blood. I don’t care if you aren’t human. You’ll fall just the same!”Priscilla rushed at Ixchel, armed with the Dagger of the Creation, the most powerful relic to have been discovered in Zarturia.She knew that even though ordinary weapons were useless against a being like Ixchel, this relic, which had been handed to her by her mentor, was more than capable of harming even the most powerful entity in existence.Ixchel spotted the dagger in Priscilla’s hand, and her eyes widened with shock.“The Dagger of Creation!” Sh

Priscilla ran toward the archway as fast as her legs could carry her. The sky above distorted into a dirty shade of red as the sea level rose rapidly, swallowing the island as if it were a tiny morsel.Gasping for breath, Priscilla quickened her pace.She sprinted with long strides, her pounding heart hammering against her ribs as the world blurred around her.As Ixchel’s realm collapsed upon itself, another enormous tidal wave surged forward, towering above the clouds.With one desperate dash and a hopeful final leap, Priscilla jumped into the fiery archway without thinking.She closed her eyes, expecting the flames to singe her skin, but the fire crackled around her without even burning her clothes.On the other side, Priscilla hit the dirt and rolled onto a wide stretch of sand. The stinging sensation quickly forced her to open her eyes.As she looked around, she noticed she had landed in the middle of a vast desert with no signs of life as far as the eye could see.Only the sand d