The valley was silent.
Too silent.
Aria stood beside Kaelen, staring at the six symbols burning in the sky.
One symbol had disappeared.
Six remained.
Each one looked different.
A serpent.
A wolf.
A crown.
A wing.
A claw.
And an eye.
Elias slowly lowered the ancient scroll.
His face had lost all color.
“Tell me what those are,” Aria said.
He didn't answer.
“Elias.”
He swallowed.
“They are the Six Ancients.”
Her mother stepped closer.
“I thought they were myths.”
“They were.”
Elias looked toward the mountains.
“Until tonight.”
A deep vibration moved through the ground.
The ancient creatures began growling.
Shadow raised his head and howled.
Aria felt the Eclipse mark on her forehead burning.
“Why are they waking now?”
Elias looked at the heart resting on the grou
