Chapter 35
Brian
The sky was just starting to bleed with light, a mix of hazy orange and violet streaks stretching across the horizon, as I fastened the last buckle of my armor. I was ready for war.
The silence of dawn felt heavy, almost like the earth itself was holding its breath.
Today wasn’t like other mornings.
Today, we were going to war.
I looked at my reflection in the polished steel. My jaw was clenched, my eyes sharp, shoulders squared.
But deep in my chest, something twisted.
A flicker of instinct whispered that the real storm hadn’t even begun.
And I didn’t know what that meant.
A soft knock snapped me out of it.
I didn’t need to ask who it was.
"Come in," I said without turning around.
The door creaked open, and the familiar scent of herbs and power drifted in.
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