The bell at the Arms Hall tolled at dawn, its deep chime echoing across Moonveil’s streets. Kael Ruan stood in the courtyard, cloak damp with mist, eyes fixed on the gates. Messengers had ridden through the night, their reports all the same: attacks in the outer districts, vanishing patrols, witnesses describing gold eyes glowing in the dark.The Hollow Emperor was no longer whispering from beneath the stones. He was moving through the city.Liara Fen joined him, her hair tied back, daggers at her belt. “The Dockside Quarter is burning. Families are fleeing toward the central square. If we don’t hold them there, the streets will choke on panic before nightfall.”Kael’s jaw tightened. “Then that’s where we go.”Inside the council chamber, Master Renji sat stiff-backed, his cane across his knees. The faint golden threads in his eyes had faded since the burning of the tether, but his voice was weaker than before.“You can’t be everywhere,” he said. “The Emperor knows that. He’ll strike w