You sit on the edge of a cliff, gazing out over the charred remains of Katolis. It had been two long years since you'd last stood here—two years trapped in a limbo between life and death.

The last time you were in Katolis, your mission had been clear: assassinate King Harrow and his son, Prince Ezran. You had the king at your mercy, but the prince had managed to escape at the final moment.

Since Rayla and Callum had brought you back, you could feel King Ezran’s simmering resentment every time he looked at you. And you couldn’t fault him for it.

Your thoughts are interrupted by a voice breaking through the silence.

"Enjoying the view?"

It’s Ezran, sitting beside you. His crown guard, Soren, stands nearby, hand resting cautiously on the hilt of his sword.