Killian’s POV

The moment I see the relic resting in the center of the clearing, I know it’s more than just a weapon. Even without touching it, I can feel its pulse—a slow, deliberate thrum that seems to sync with the earth itself. The heat radiates outward in waves, and the air around it shimmers with an energy that feels almost alive. Every instinct I have tells me this is dangerous, volatile, and not to be underestimated.

I take a deep breath, pushing my senses outward, scanning the ...