The air was thick with tension. The strange man in the forest stood still, his glowing eyes never leaving Raynor's face. Erin had moved to stand beside him, her stance tense, ready for anything. But Raynor could sense the man's power, the way he seemed to feed off the very shadows that surrounded him. This wasn't a random encounter. This was someone who knew far more than he should.
"You still don't understand," the man said softly, his voice smooth like silk. "The Blood Moon is upon us. And with it, the awakening of the Silverblood. All of this… is inevitable."
Raynor's hand tightened on his dagger, but he didn't draw it yet. His instincts were screaming at him to stay alert. "What do you want with Erin?"
The man's lips curled into a smile that didn't reach his eyes. "It's not Erin I'm
