Nymera’s POV
Dain stood over me, his body burning with a silver glow.
His wounds—healed.
His eyes—shining with raw, unleashed power.
The tent was gone, blown apart by the force of his awakening.
Astra stumbled back, her face twisting in horror.
"This—this isn’t possible," she spat, black magic crackling at her fingertips.
Dain bared his teeth.
"You threatened what’s mine," he said, voice rumbling low and terrible. "And you will pay."
Without warning, he lunged.
Faster than any wolf. Faster than any man.
Astra hurled a blast of magic—but Dain was already there.
His fist connected with her chest in a savage blow that sent her flying across the battlefield.
She crashed into a tree with a bone-crunching thud, dropping to her knees.
The battle around us froze for a moment.
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