Isadora, while she had her own mess to deal with—repairing the Academy, which was going to cost a ridiculous amount—suddenly felt something.
A presence… an unfamiliar one.
No, a strong one. Something completely foreign yet overwhelmingly powerful within the Empire.
A presence unlike anything she had ever encountered before.
Dora frowned, wondering if she was just being paranoid. Maybe it was Master's death weighing on her mind, making her overly cautious. But then, another eerie sensation washed over her… a second disturbance. It felt wrong—no, as if something was fundamentally broken in the Empire itself.
Her instincts screamed at her, and without a second thought, she immediately set off to track down the source of the anomaly. When she finally arrived… her breath hitched.
Reality itself was fractured, split open like shattered glass, and from within those cracks, massive metallic chains slithered out like living creatures.
