The Invasion
The cavern had barely settled into silence after Lena’s awakening when the sound of horns tore through the mountain.
The ground shook under the rhythm of boots and claws. The Council’s army was coming, their war banners slicing through the rising smoke. Wolves in silver-plated armor, their eyes feral with obedience to the Council’s laws. Hunters wielding weapons dipped in forbidden alchemy, blades meant to sever souls. And behind them, warlocks bound by old blood-oaths, chanting spells that made the very stone quiver.
Lena’s breath caught in her throat. Her three crowns pulsed, their light flickering in and out of her skin like fireflies trapped beneath flesh.
Dominic drew his blade, his golden aura flaring around him. “They’ll kill you if they see what you’ve become. The
