Far away from the torn battlefield soaked in blood and broken pride, in a different plane that felt calm yet unfamiliar, the Moonshade family gathered beneath a sky that glowed with a pale silver hue.
The new dimension Cain had opened for them was vast and quiet. Tall black stone pillars rose from the ground like ancient guardians, and rivers of faint crimson light flowed slowly through the valleys like veins beneath skin.
It was not the Nightmare Realm they had known for generations.
There were no twisted trees groaning under cursed wind. No distant roars of beasts challenging their dominance. No heavy pressure that had once been as natural to them as breathing.
It felt… peaceful.
Too peaceful.
And that was why the tension inside the grand hall felt suffocating.
All of them were present.
