The towering gates of the Ling Clan fortress loomed before them, dark and foreboding under the heavy sky.
Yun Zhan and Wei Xie stood side by side, their expressions unreadable but tense. The heavy silence shattered as the gates swung open.
A guard stepped forward, his eyes narrowing. "Who dares approach?"
yun zhan in anger used his magic all the guards pushed back and not able to stand and on og them said in feard he Yun Zhan, Prince of the Yun Clan."
Suddenly, a burly guard lunged, grabbing Zhan by the neck with brutal force. "Where is Wang San?" he hissed.
Zhan's eyes flared with fury. "Where is San?"
The guard sneered, squeezing harder. "We killed him."
Wei Xie's eyes glistened with tears, rage bubbling beneath his calm.
Zhan's grip tightened, his voice a low growl. "You will regret those words."