"All these things shall be yours."
The Guardian's voice broke the silence, carrying the same ancient authority that had accompanied his every word. He slowly raised his hand, pointing toward Irina, who stood beside Liam.
"All the power you have witnessed, all the worlds that shall bow beneath your feet, and all the knowledge that lies beyond the comprehension of lesser beings. The throne, the dominion, and the eternity that awaits its rightful master. Everything shall be yours, young man, but only if you sacrifice her."
A thin layer of frost crept across Irina's fingers.
