60 The Gate is Opening

Vivian's POV

It had been a long and arduous night for me.

After saying goodbye to Delia and Catherine, we all removed our masks. I tried to mimic Kral's emotionless demeanor as I scanned the faces of the others before following the group back to a place known as the Temple.

It seemed to hold great significance among the royals and nobles, evident from the presence of numerous wolf warriors adorned in purple-patterned armor.

Keeping my silence, I avoided making eye contact with the wolf warriors. However, my attention was drawn to a familiar magical aura that lingered in the air.

How intriguing! I pondered absentmindedly. I should seize the opportunity to ask Alen for a set and examine it more closely.

After undergoing rigorous scrutiny, our group finally arrived at the inner chambers of the Temple.

The guards accompanying us pulled open the gilded door, and the glass chandeliers hanging from the lofty dome suddenly flickered to life, illuminating the entire room with a dazzling glow.