"They've taken Father to his quarters," Lanling informed Meixi as soon as they landed. His head ached slightly as the last string of numbers settled into his mind.
The siblings moved swiftly. Meixi called for backup once more and was relieved to finally hear someone on the other end—their communications were no longer blocked.
Meanwhile, Lanling directed a squad toward Lixuan while Haruki carried him effortlessly.
For the first time, he didn't have to think about his own safety. His mind worked in overdrive, all his energy spent on contemplation.
'What made the elders so impatient?'
They had spent decades trying to usurp the throne quietly. Making such a loud move shouldn't have been part of their plans.
Their ascent up five flights of stairs was unhindered with Haruki leading the way. Confidence grew in his steps as more of his memories resurfaced, the mastery of his Talent pulling them back one by one.
