As we gathered in the main hall, the air was thick with anticipation and the urgency of the moment. Bjorn stood tall and resolute, ready to take on the mission to Hinderland. However, just as we were finalizing our preparations, the door burst open and one of Torin's men, disheveled and clearly exhausted from his escape, stumbled in."Prepare for an attack," he panted, his eyes wide with fear and determination. "The bandits are regrouping. They'll strike again soon."A murmur of concern rippled through the room. Bjorn turned to me, his brow furrowed in thought. "Ava, if an attack is imminent, is it wise for me to leave you now? Hinderland needs a leader, but so do you."I met his gaze, my own resolve hardening. "Hinderland does need a leader, Bjorn, and you are the best person for that role. We can't afford to leave it vulnerable. I have enough men here to withstand any attack. Trust me, we are prepared."Karim, standing beside me, nodded in agreement. "Ava is right. We have fortified
The night was filled with tension all around us, the kind that settles deep in your bones. As we kept watch in the woods, a messenger came rushing towards me, his face pale and breath ragged.“Karim sent me,” he gasped, trying to catch his breath. “Uptown is under attack. The bandits... they’re burning everything, destroying the villages. Karim is asking for backup.”The words struck like a hammer to my chest. I turned to Kim and Kint, both of them already alert and focused.“Kim,” I said, my voice steady despite the storm of emotions raging inside me, “you and Kint will take command here. Hold the line and defend our position in the woods. We can’t afford to lose the advantage we have here.”Kim’s eyes locked onto mine, concern flickering in them for a moment before he nodded, understanding the gravity of the situation. “I’ll keep them at bay. But you… don’t take unnecessary risks out there.”“I have to go, Kim,” I replied firmly. “The bandits are tearing apart Uptown. If we don’t ac
As we made our way from Uptown to Downtown, the aftermath of the recent battle still weighed heavily on my mind. Uptown was in ruins, but we had managed to repel the bandits. The night had been long, filled with violence and uncertainty, but at least we had survived. I hoped Downtown had fared as well.Upon reaching Downtown, I was greeted by Kim and Kint, their faces a mix of relief and concern. They had been guarding the woods, expecting an attack that never came. They were so relieved and glad that the woods were not attacked, but I could see the questions in their eyes."Ava," Kim began, his tone cautious, "the woods were quiet. No sign of the bandits. We were prepared for the worst, but nothing happened."Kint nodded in agreement. "It’s strange. They hit Uptown so hard but left the woods untouched. What do you think it means?"I took a deep breath, considering their words. The silence in the woods was unsettling, a stark contrast to the chaos we had just left behind in Uptown. So
As I approached Karim, I could see the surprise in his eyes. He had expected me to be elsewhere, leading the defense in the woods alongside Kim and the other Rare Breeds. The devastation from the previous attack had taken a toll on our forces, leaving us vulnerable, and I knew he was concerned.“Ava,” Karim began, his voice filled with disbelief. “I thought you’d be with Kim, fighting the bandits and their Rare Breeds in the woods.”I shook my head, stepping closer to him. “No, Karim. Your men are fewer, weakened from the last attack. You need me here.”He looked at me, confusion and concern battling in his expression. “But the woods... That’s where the Rare Breeds will strike hardest. You should be there, leading the charge.”“I know the woods are critical,” I replied, my tone firm but understanding. “But that’s why I’m entrusting Kim with the wolf flute.”“The wolf flute?” Karim echoed, his brow furrowing in curiosity.“Yes,” I confirmed. “I’ve given it to Kim. It’s a powerful tool,
The sounds of battle surrounded us, the clashing of steel, snarling wolves, and the cries of the wounded. I could feel the weight of the situation pressing down on me and Karim. We exchanged a glance, a silent acknowledgment of the dire circumstances we were in. The lines were faltering, and the bandits were pushing us back. Despite our best efforts, we were losing ground. It was time.“Karim,” I said, my voice steady despite the chaos around us. “We need to use the flute.”He looked at me, his expression a mix of resolve and concern. “Are you sure, Ava? Once you go into ghost mode, we’ll be relying entirely on it. You’ll be vulnerable.”I nodded, the decision already made in my heart. “There’s no other choice. We have to break their momentum, or we won’t stand a chance. Hold the frontline, and I’ll get to Kim.”He hesitated for just a moment, then gripped my arm, his eyes locking onto mine. “Be careful. We need you to come back.”“I will,” I promised, squeezing his arm in return befo
The pain was a dull, constant throb in my body, my strength waning with every step I took. The battle had taken more out of me than I’d anticipated, and I could feel the weight of exhaustion pulling me down. Karim stayed close, his presence a reassuring anchor as we pressed forward through the woods. I could barely keep my eyes open, but I knew we were almost at Border Town, almost safe.But even in our safety, the bitter truth grew in my heart: we had lost Nashville. The city that had once been ours was now in the hands of Maria and the bandits. The thought was almost too much to bear, but I knew we had dealt them a severe blow. They might have won the battle, but their losses were great. They wouldn’t be able to regroup easily, and that small victory was a comfort, though a fleeting one.As we pushed forward, my vision blurred, and my legs began to buckle. The world around me spun, and the sounds of the forest became distant echoes in my ears. I tried to stay conscious, to keep movi
As I sat in the roundtable room, recuperating from the recent battle, a scout entered with a message that immediately sent a chill down my spine. The scout handed me a worn piece of parchment, the ink slightly smudged as if written in haste. It was from Arit.I read the message aloud, my voice steady but laced with tension. “She’s asking me to come and get my husband.”Karim, who was standing nearby, instantly stiffened. His eyes narrowed with suspicion as he took a step closer. “Ava, this is a trap. You know that, right? Arit and Maria can do anything, they’re playing games with us. You can’t go.”Zaza, who had been silently watching from the corner, rushed forward and knelt by my side. Her eyes were filled with worry and desperation. “Please, Ava, don’t go. We’ve already lost so much. I can’t bear the thought of losing you too. What if they’re trying to lure you out to finish what they started?”I clenched my fists, the message crumpling slightly in my grip. The thought of Alpha Jo,
There was tension in the atmosphere when I called for the council meeting. It was quiet in the chambers but I could hear their murmurs as I sat at the head of the table, surrounded by the people I had trusted with my life and the future of our clan. The topic of retaking Nashville had split the room in two, and the air was thick with opposing opinions.“Nashville does not belong to the bandits,” I began, my voice firm but calm. “It is my home, our land, and we have every right to reclaim it. We cannot let them hold onto it as if it is theirs by right. We owe it to ourselves, to those who fought and died, to take it back.”There was a murmur of agreement from some, but others shook their heads, their expressions hard. One of the elders, a grizzled man who had seen many battles, spoke up.“With all due respect, Ava,” he said, “this attack you propose, it feels personal. The bandits have fortified Nashville, and an invasion would cost us more lives than we can afford. Is this really abou