Chương 36: Chapter 35: The Wind Saint

The city gates opened. Rayan entered Vayuna. Crowds lined the streets. Merchants. Soldiers. Children. Everyone wanted to see the drake slayer. The attention made him uncomfortable. Pavan loved it. The giant Vanara waved proudly. As if he had done all the work. This novel's true home is a different platform. Support the author by finding it there. The prince ignored him. Eventually they reached the central plaza. And there— Someone waited. A young woman. Silver hair. Emerald eyes.

A long green coat fluttered behind her. The atmosphere changed instantly. The crowd became quiet. Respectful. Fearful. The Guardian's expression darkened. Pavan's smile disappeared. Rayan noticed immediately. This woman was dangerous. Very dangerous. She slowly stepped forward. Wind gathered around her naturally. As if the world obeyed her existence. Then she spoke.

"I've been looking for you." Rayan frowned.

"For me?" The woman nodded. Her eyes locked onto his. Not his sword. Not his face. His soul.

"The Dharma Astra." Silence. The world seemed to stop. Nobody should know that name. Nobody. Yet she did. The woman smiled. A mysterious smile. One that carried countless secrets.

"My name is Lyra." Wind exploded throughout the city. And the Guardian uttered words Rayan never expected to hear.

"Run." To Be Continue....