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Chapter 1: Shadows in the Valley
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The howls echoed through the trees, each one sharper, closer than the last. Lyra’s amber eyes darted across the shadowed treeline beyond the flickering glow of their campfires. A deadly silence followed the howls, the kind of quiet that made every warrior tense, every heartbeat deafening.Kane stepped in front of her, his sword already drawn, its silver blade gleaming ominously. His piercing blue eyes scanned the darkness with predatory focus. “Shadow Order scouts don’t howl for sport,” he said grimly. “They’re signaling something - or someone.”Beside him, General Harken gripped his halberd, his knuckles white with tension. “Then we can assume we’re surrounded. It’s a classic ambush strategy.”Alpha Killian, standing on the opposite side of the clearing, raised a hand. His voice was calm but commanding. “Stay sharp. Defend the perimeter and hold position. No one breaks rank unless absolutely necessary.”The Lycans in the camp sprang into action, forming defensive lines around the cen
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The massive creature bore down on Lyra, its jagged claws slashing through the air with terrifying precision. She barely managed to twist out of the way, her blades flashing in an arc that scraped against its dark armor, producing a sound like nails on steel. The force of its counterstrike sent a tremor up her arms as she parried, her grip faltering for a moment before she regained control.The stone around her neck pulsed with energy, a warmth spreading through her chest and steadying her faltering strength. Every surge of light from the pendant seemed to slow the creature’s movements just enough for her to react, but it wasn’t enough to push her advantage. This wasn’t like fighting wraiths or human soldiers. This enemy was stronger, faster, and unnervingly intelligent.Its burning eyes locked onto hers, and a guttural snarl echoed from its throat. Then, with a sudden burst of speed, it lunged again, its claws aimed directly for her heart.Lyra raised her twin blades in an instinctive
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The soft rustling of leaves was the only sound breaking the stillness of the forest as the scout emerged from the treeline. His expression was grim, his movements swift as he approached the camp. Lyra, seated near the central fire with Kane and their gathered commanders, felt the weight of his urgency before he even spoke.“Your Highnesses,” the scout said, bowing briefly. “We’ve found something. Tracks heading south - large numbers. It’s definitely Drevon’s army.”A hush fell over the group. Lyra exchanged a glance with Kane, her chest tightening at the implication. Drevon wasn’t retreating - he was regrouping, likely preparing for his next strike.“Details,” Kane demanded, his voice sharp.The scout nodded. “His forces are moving slower than expected, likely recovering from their losses after the last engagement. But they’re making their way to the southern ravines - rugged terrain that would be difficult to navigate with our full forces. If we’re to strike, we’ll need to do it befo
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