SACRIFICE OF THE HEIR
Kael’s claws dug into the fractured floor of the Eye, amber energy flaring around him like molten sunlight. The shadow that had emerged from the Moon claw pulsed, adaptive fragments writhing and twisting around it, intelligence beyond reckoning gleaming from molten eyes. Every step it took made the very threads of reality tremble, bending and warping the floor beneath Kael’s paws.
“The Heir is ready… but the Eye demands a sacrifice,” the voice whispered again, cold, deliberate, and infinite.
Kael’s growl rolled like thunder. Wolf instincts screamed flight. Alpha instincts screamed dominance. But something deeper — raw, unyielding resolve — anchored him. He wasn’t just fighting for himself. He wasn’t just fighting for the heirs. He was fighting for the world.
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