In the deepest halls beneath Kashi Gurukul, seven cloaked figures gathered. These were the Hidden Patrons, the secret protectors of Dominion, and once, the original founders of BlackRabbit. Among them sat one figure cloaked in twilight — Raghav.
The emergency meeting was silent at first, the air heavy with revelations.
"The Asura-blooded have returned," one murmured.
"And a corrupt beast breached our realm. We are no longer dealing with politics or border skirmishes," said another.
Raghav finally raised his head. "Dominion is once again the battleground of fate. The cracks in reality are not random. Something… or someone… is forcing the convergence."
One patron scoffed. "You're suggesting someone is reviving the old war?"
"No," Raghav replied. "I'm saying it never ended."
Meanwhile, Veer recovered in the inner sanctum. Beside him stood Aarya, her expression unreadable.
"You're still reckless," she said.
"You didn't hold back either," Veer smirked.
They shared a moment of silence before Veer's divine beast appeared in spirit form. "He says we're being watched," Veer whispered.
A conch echoed far away.
On the horizon, the sky began to bleed violet. A signal.
The next chapter of destiny was about to unfold.