The empire's halls shook with distant explosions as Nora burst through the main gates. "We end this threat right here," she declared, pulling the children close while scanning for traitors among their own guards.
Blake flanked her left, sword ready. "Nora, the internal fights are bad. Some lords are turning. Drew, you spot any weak spots in the defenses?"
Drew took the right side, his eyes sharp. "A few guards look nervous. But we handle it together. Nora, you lead. We are your equals in this."
One of the younger children, a girl with bright determination, tugged Nora's arm. "Mom, the heritage stories. Tell us quick so we can fight better."
Nora knelt briefly amid the chaos. "Our blood carries old strength. It connects us all. You feel it when you use your gifts. Now, train with me. Pu
