The full eclipse arrived like the goddess’s final judgment. The moon turned completely blood-red, bathing the battlefield in an otherworldly glow that amplified every supernatural force. Power surged through Liora like never before. The Eclipse Shadow Curse reached its absolute peak, shadows responding to her will with godlike force. She stood on the open field between the passes with Riven at her side, the silver dagger in her hand humming with energy.
Thorne’s army launched their final, desperate assault. The weakened alpha led from the front, a gaunt, black-veined shell of his former self, driven by madness and obsession. Luciana rode beside him, her emerald eyes calculating every move.
The clash was cataclysmic. Liora unleashed the full might of her curse — massive shadow tendrils er
