Willow The Maiden (5)

Previously

The [Merchant]'s response was laden with an eerie gravity. "Indeed, a power thought extinct, harnessed by hands that should not possess it. He teeters on the edge of ascending to the next realm."

Duke Aryan's bewilderment grew, the revelation's implications spiraling into an abyss of uncertainty. "Ascending? To what?"

Duke Aryan shook it slightly. "This is... unbelievable."

A soft chuckle escaped the [Merchant]. "In the intricate narrative of the Myriad Realms, reality often unfolds in ways unforeseen."

Still grappling with confusion, Duke Aryan pushed further. "But... how does he manage all of this?"

Leaning in, the [Merchant]'s tone carried a tantalizing hint of intrigue. "That, dear Duke, is the heart of his puzzle. A question that keeps us engaged, the unraveling of which promises captivating revelations."