RIVEN'S POV
The calm that came over the battlefield was more frightening than any war cry I have ever head. The air, one moment rank with the clash of weapons and the screams of the dying. The next, everything stopped. Just stopped. It was as though the world had taken a breath in — and forgotten to breathe out.
I stood there as my body cried out in agony from the offering we'd made, and I saw King Jubril's army collapse. Not physically, but spiritually. Their chief had undergone a metamorphosis under their very eyes. The omen had come, and none of them could deny it. And with no Jubril to hold them together by sheer force of will, the shifter forces crumbled.
Some of them dropped their weapons at once and raised their hands in surrender. While some turned and sprinted, vanishing into t
