Chapter 50
More and more of my days filled with stolen moments with a certain gray-eyed boy—no, man — that accompanied intense Magic training to prepare for a battle I could feel deep within me. I could not explain why exactly I felt this way. I was not even entirely convinced that this had anything to do with my recent meeting with Zachary, the Fallen leader. I moved to hasten everyone. The production of our armors and arsenal was going well, courtesy of Akū and his talented Orcs. Solaris's Children of the Light, as well as the Keepers, were all stocked with more than enough bandages, spells, and potions to help with any wounded. More and more soldiers were being trained, reserves were called out, and soon, it became just a matter of waiting for the enemy to attack.
Xaero and the other
