Rika Embermark

In the heart of Gea Kul’s moonlit villa, Nyala stood by the window, gaze fixed on the sea. “I won’t let you go alone,” she said. “That place is more than myth.” Rika smirked. “Afraid I won’t come back for you?” Nyala stepped closer. “I’m afraid you won’t come back at all.” She turned to the door. “So I’m sending someone with you.” A knock echoed through the hall.