As the night wore on, the once tumultuous hall gradually fell silent. It had been some time since Autumn, ensnared in Desmond's Vital Energy net and struck by Adrian's blade, had last made an appearance. Over two hours had passed, and exhaustion had subdued not only the upper deck but also the previously chaotic lower deck.

Adrian sat quietly in a corner, resting on a stool with his back against the wall. He could sense Autumn lurking somewhere nearby, but pinpointing her exact location proved