Ezekiel raced through the grand halls, his footsteps echoing in the empty corridors. The urgency in his heart pushed him forward, urging him to find her before it was too late.
Fortunately, along the way, he was able to find some of her traces. He followed the faint remnants of her magical energy, leading him to the basement. As he turned a corner, he caught sight of a figure disappearing into one of the side rooms.
Ezekiel quickened his pace, his eyes focused on the door ahead. Bursting into the room, he found the woman standing in front of a large, ornate door. She had a determined look on her face, her hand reaching out to touch the intricate carvings.
"No!" Ezekiel shouted, his voice filled with desperation. Once the door was open, he could only imagine the devastation. Not only was Karyk going to be killed, but everyone else as well, including all of Gabriel's friends whom he had just reunited with.