Djurek's POVThe rain had finally stopped by the time we reached the edge of the Shadow Hunters' hideout, but the wet, heavy air clung to me as if warning me to turn back. I was close to Aurelia, yet something felt off, like a presence lurking in the shadows. My men and I had barely managed to clear out Eloria’s forces in the last battle, and now I was throwing them right into the clutches of her allies, the Shadow Hunters, to retrieve the one person I had vowed to protect.The scent of damp stone filled the air as we approached the ruins, my mind racing. Eloria’s defeat had felt incomplete somehow, as if a trap lay waiting here. When I finally spotted Aurelia in a dim corner of the prison, my heart lurched. She was tied beside Aaron, bruised but unharmed, her eyes meeting mine with a mixture of relief and something else—determination.I knelt to untie her, and she leaned forward, her voice low. “Djurek, you shouldn’t have come here.”“What are you talking about? You’re coming with m
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