The fissure valley trembled under the weight of an approaching storm. From the depths, a dark tide surged: the Fissure King’s evolved army, taller, faster, and more intelligent than ever before, moved in perfect coordination.
Ravenspire’s cliffs shone with silver-violet light as the Moonmarked pack stood ready. Every wolf was linked through the tether, every crescent glowing in unison. At the forefront, Lukas’s ultimate hybrid aura radiated power, balancing Moonlight, Starlight, and Fissure energy with precision beyond anything seen before.
Rovan stepped beside him. “Tonight, the hybrid faces the Fissure King. But remember… it’s not just raw strength that wins battles—it’s balance, strategy, and unity.”
Kaerin tightened her grip on her blade. “Then we fight as one. No retreat.”
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