Chapter 73 : Legendary Allies
Al's POV
Every muscle in my body screamed for rest. My arms felt like lead, my lungs burned, and the metallic tang of blood coated my tongue. But I refused to fall.
Vharok towered before me, each movement deliberate and crushing. His claws raked across the earth, gouging deep furrows into the ground as if even the soil itself feared him. Every blow he delivered rattled through my bones. My vision swam. My breath came in ragged bursts.
Yet—something shifted.
The more I fought, the more I felt it. A flicker. A spark. A light in the fog that had clouded my mind for so long. My heartbeat steadied, not with calm, but with certainty.
And then—memory.
At first, only fragments. Faces. Voices. The echo of laughter around a fire. The smell of pine and rain in the
