POV: Mason
I’ve fought monsters my whole life.
I know the difference between hunger and hatred. Between rage and strategy. Between darkness that wants to destroy… and darkness that simply wants to claim.
Whatever stirred tonight?
It doesn’t feel like any enemy I’ve ever faced.
It feels like a summons.
The eastern watchtower is still sealed when I reach the upper battlements, but the air itself thrums with unsettled magic. Warriors murmur below. Wards flicker along the stone. Everyone feels it—even those without magic in their blood.
Something has shifted in the world.
Alex and Riley emerge from the council chamber moments later, flanked by David and Elara. Alex’s face is steel-tight. Riley looks shaken in that quiet way that means she’s already thinking ten steps ahead.
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