Elena
*****The Eclipse — Still Hanging Over the Valley*****
The world didn’t end all at once.
It fractured.
Finn stood in front of me, small body rigid, feet planted in blood-soaked earth that trembled beneath him. His eyes glowed gold so bright it hurt to look at him directly. Shadows recoiled from him like living things that had suddenly remembered fear.
“I said stop,” he repeated.
His voice wasn’t loud.
It didn’t need to be.
The battlefield froze.
Cursed wolves staggered back. Shadow beasts hesitated mid-step. Even Seraphina’s laughter cut off sharply, her head tilting as she studied my son with open fascination.
Lucian appeared beside Finn in a blink, one arm stretched protectively in front of him without touching. His presence alone pressed down on the air, heavy and suffoca
