Barcelona — UmbraCorp Tower
The candles flickered, though there was no wind.
Dante Valdez stood in the center of the ritual chamber, the Book open on the altar before him. Ink-black shadows clung to the corners of the stone walls. A drop of his blood smoked against the page as ancient symbols glowed red.
“Muéstrame la herencia...” he murmured, voice low and solemn. Show me the heir....
to be continued....
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06/04/2025