Chapter 122 The Guardian Of The Realm

• Xavier***
• The figure before me stood like a tempest incarnate. Her presence was both fierce and commanding, and I could feel the very air around her hum with an energy I couldn’t begin to comprehend. The storm outside seemed to retreat in her wake, as if it recognized the power she commanded.
• "Who are you?" Dean sneered, his voice full of suspicion and malice, but even he couldn't hide the flicker of fear in his eyes. He took a cautious step back, his pack of rogue wolves shifting uneasily in the shadows.