Chapter 320
The first sign was silence.
In the northern region, deep within his residence, the household head paused mid-step. The air suddenly felt a bit different. Not thin. Not heavy.
It was an extremely faint sensation. He'd have missed it if his senses were not sharp.
Dark espera rippled subtly, like water disturbed far away, yet the disturbance carried weight.
He closed his eyes and suddenly looked towards the west.
There it was.
A familiar signature. Violent. Unstable. Overflowing in a way that should not exist.
His fingers tightened slightly.
'That idiot…'
The flow of dark espera was not controlled. It was tearing outward, flooding the land without restraint. Worse, it carried the unmistakable imprint of the western household head. A presence that had been steady for centuries was now flaring like a dying star.
He did not waste time calling for confirmation.
"Prepare the guards," he said calmly. "Full mobilization."
A moment later, his figure vanished.
