Chapter 8

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   GATHERING OF THE STORMS
  
Inside the Sterling family's ancestral estate, tension hung heavy in the air. Influential figures gathered, their somber faces reflecting the gravity of the situation.

Aria Sterling, the matriarch, stood resolute, her eyes scanning the room.

"Despite my efforts, Kael Arcanix remains resolute," she began, her voice firm. "The Umbra Collective's lawlessness grows, with alarming reports of missing children."

Mira Flynn, a cunning strategist, leaned back in her chair, her expression unreadable. Her eyes flicked toward Thane Blackwood, then back to Aria.

"Are you certain the Umbra Collective is behind these disappearances?" Mira asked, her tone neutral.

Aria's gaze locked onto Mira. "My sources are impeccable, Miss Flynn. And I've received disturbing news."

Thane Blackwood, a seasoned warrior, leaned forward, his interest piqued. His eyes seemed to gleam with intensity.

"What could be more concerning than the Umbra Collective's actions, Matriarch?" Thane asked.

Aria's sigh weighed heavy. "They've acquired a forbidden technique, one tied to human soul binding."

Gasps echoed through the room, followed by murmurs of outrage. Mira's expression remained stoic, but her eyes flashed with something – calculation, perhaps?

Aria shifted focus, her eyes settling on Edward. "I task you with leading the rebellion, collaborating with Jasper Arcanix to disrupt Kael's missions."

Her gaze swept the room, assigning tasks to each member. "Mira, gather intelligence on the Umbra Collective's involvement in the missing cases. Thane, lead the elite guard protecting Elyria."

Mira's nod was almost imperceptible, her eyes darting toward Thane before returning to Aria.

As the room began to disperse, a flustered messenger burst in. "Matriarch, forgive the interruption! We've received dire news from the village of Brindlemark."

Aria's expression darkened. "Speak quickly."

The messenger gulped. "Umbra Collective forces descended upon Brindlemark last night. The village... it's gone. Only a few survivors remain, rescued by passing cultivators."

Gasps filled the room, followed by shocked whispers.

Mira's eyes narrowed, her gaze lingering on Thane. "This confirms the Umbra Collective's involvement. We must accelerate our plans."

Thane's face hardened, his jaw clenched. "I'll prepare the guard. We leave for Brindlemark immediately."

Aria's eyes flashed with determination. "Adjust your plans accordingly. This atrocity will not go unpunished."

As the room erupted into urgent discussions, Aria's gaze lingered on Mira. She noticed Mira's subtle glance at Thane, her expression unreadable.

Aria's instincts whispered warning.

"Mira, how certain are you of your sources?" Aria asked.

Mira's smile was fleeting. "My sources are reliable, Matriarch."

Aria's eyes narrowed. "I expect nothing but accuracy, Miss Flynn."

Thane nodded in agreement. "We can't afford mistakes."

Mira's nod was curt.

Aria's trust in Thane was evident. "Agreed, Thane. See the guard's preparations."

As the gathering dispersed, Aria couldn't shake off the feeling that Mira was hiding something.

Mira's eyes locked onto Aria, her expression unreadable.

The tension between them was palpable.

As the gathering dispersed, Aria couldn't shake off the feeling that Mira was hiding something.

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