Lincoln's POV
The fight should have been over with relief.
Instead, the clearing smelled of unease.
We had fought off the Legion's charge—barely—but the forest hadn't gone back to its natural rhythm. The trees no longer whispered. The stream no longer hummed. Even the air itself seemed to be holding its breath, as if Sylvara was waiting for something.
Amir's voice break the silence tha is lingering between all of us. "Form up. We have to know if there's more coming".
His voice was steady, but he wield his sword tightly. The Eclipsed Legion wasn't where they were supposed to be. Not in Sylvara. Not this far from the Blighted Lands.
Sky swore softly, kicking at one of the shattered corpses as it turned into black ash. "These creatures do not just wander around. Someone sent them."
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