"Do you hear that?" Liora's voice trembled through the thick air.
I couldn't stop my hands from shaking as I clenched the dagger in my grip. The moon above was hidden behind a blanket of clouds, casting everything in a murky shadow. I swallowed hard, trying to steady my breath. "Yes," I whispered, feeling the weight of her words.
It wasn’t just the distant howls. The air itself felt charged as if the very world were holding its breath. The final confrontation was here, and with it came the darkness I had been running from for so long.
I glanced at my brother, Oren. He stood across from me, his eyes cold but steady, reflecting the same determination that burned in my chest. But there was something else lurking in those dark depths—something I couldn't quite place.
"It won’t be easy," Or
