The thunderous roar of engines came to a grinding halt atop the mist-wrapped peak of the Mountain Villas — the secret stronghold of the Forbidden Soul Sect. The moment the last van's brakes screeched against gravel, the doors burst open.
"Make way! The Matron's injured!"
"Get the healers—NOW!"
Several women in dark crimson robes rushed out, their arms wrapped around the unconscious body of Rudrani, the highest elder of their Mountain Command. Her arm hung lifelessly to the side, dislocated and trembling from a direct blow — Das's brutal kick had shattered her defenses as though they were paper.
Inside the grand villa hall, decorated with soul-dust lamps and golden statues of their ancestors, the air turned frantic. Floor cushions were hastily removed, tables shoved aside, and a temporary healing platform was created as the sect's top healers arrived.
"Apply Emerald Dust Elixir! Now!"
"She's bleeding inside!"
"Give me the Phoenix Needle set!"
