Book Two – Chapter 28
The First Battle of the Black Legion
The Hall of Forgotten Kings was surrounded.
Thousands of warriors forged from living shadow stood in perfect silence.
No war cries.
No clashing weapons.
Only the whisper of darkness moving across the ground.
The young woman in black armor remained kneeling.
"My King," she repeated, her voice calm. "The Hall is yours to command."
Asterion stepped from the shadows behind her.
He wore no armor.
Only a long black cloak that stirred in a wind no one else could feel.
His gold eye rested on the Moon Tree.
His violet eye rested on Lyra.
"I gave you every opportunity to join me," he said.
"You chose resistance."
Cassiel stepped forward.
"We chose freedom."
Asterion sighed.
"And freedom has always demanded a terrible price
