The cliffs of Ravenspire trembled beneath the combined might of the Moonmarked pack and the Fissure King’s evolved army. Violet fissure energy crackled across the valley, illuminating the grotesque forms of the mutated generals as they surged forward.
At the forefront, Lukas’s silver-violet aura blazed brighter than ever. Moonlight, Starlight, and Fissure energy flowed through him in perfect harmony, linking every wolf in the pack to his rhythm.
Rovan stepped close, eyes gleaming. “This is the moment we’ve trained for. Every wolf, every ability—move as one. The Fissure King is strong… but unity can surpass even his power.”
Kaerin tightened her grip on her blade. “We fight together. No hesitation. No fear.”
Aric’s starfire flared across the ridge. “Let’s show him the strength of Ravensp
