BLOOD, SHADOWS, AND FIRE
The Shadow King’s arrival tore the sky open. Dark clouds twisted unnaturally, lightning crackling across a blackened moon. Nara’s chest heaved as she stood shoulder to shoulder with Kael. Around them, the Keep trembled, stones cracking under the oppressive weight of dark energy.
“This is… worse than I imagined,” Kael muttered, voice low but sharp, amber eyes flickering with silver lightning from his curse.
Nara clenched her fists. “We can’t wait. They’re going to break through the outer walls if we hesitate.”
A gust of wind ripped past, carrying shadow warriors from the forest like a wave of living darkness. Each figure moved unnaturally fast, eyes glowing red, claws sharp as razors.
Erevan appeared beside them, aura crackling. “Do not underestimate them,” he
