Just then, a series of unsteady footsteps echoed from the edge of the ruins, breaking the heavy silence.
“Someone’s there!”
Alongi snapped to attention, his voice low and alert.
The remaining guards immediately tightened their formation around Grace.
Logan lifted his eyes slightly. His divine sense swept outward like liquid mercury spreading across the ground, then returned quietly—he had already sensed the newcomers.
Through the drifting smoke, shattered pillars, and falling debris, a group of people carefully approached.
At the front were three familiar figures—Princes Tristan, Matthias, and Nathaniel—finally reunited after being scattered across the island.