The shadow cavalry hit the vanguard like a black wave.
Reign's Iceborn held formation, throwing up frost barriers as the constructs charged. Ice met shadow with explosive force. The barriers slowed the cavalry but didn't stop them.
"Hold the line!" the vanguard captain shouted.
Her wolves fought with everything she'd taught them. Frost spears pierced shadow flesh. Coordinated strikes brought down constructs that individual wolves couldn't touch. They were holding.
Barely.
Then the Shadow Alpha's real forces attacked.
Not constructs. Elite shadow wolves. Two hundred of them, pouring from the main army. These were his best fighters, trained in shadow magic, moving with deadly precision.
They hit the Iceborn's flank hard. Reign's vanguard found themselves fighting on two fronts. Shadow
