The Master of Illusions: Unveiling the Truth

I lay dying on the cold Chicago asphalt, Nightfall's attack tearing through me.

My last hope, the Heartstone Amulet, was clutched in my hand, meant for Mark, our fallen leader, the one the Order truly needed.

Then Olivia, the orphaned girl I' d raised and loved like a sister, knelt beside me.

I gasped, holding out the Amulet: "Give it to Mark, he needs it!"

Her hand reached for it… and then tightened, not gently, but with a bone-chilling strength.

She ripped the Amulet from my grasp.

"I need him to live, Ethan!" she whispered, her eyes fixed solely on Mark.