Chapter 118: Shadows Beyond the Flame
The air was thick with silence. Not the comforting silence of peace, but a heavy, pressing stillness that clung to the skin like soot.
Luna stood on a ridge that overlooked what had once been the great field of battle. The blood had dried, the fires extinguished, but the echoes of death still lingered. Every step she took on the cracked earth felt like treading on the memory of the fallen.
She stared out into the vastness ahead, her eyes tracing the jagged silhouette of what used to be Gorath’s fortress. Now it was nothing more than a crumbling ruin—bones of a monster’s pride laid bare to the sky. But her attention wasn’t truly on the wreckage.
Her mind was elsewhere.
On the child.
The strange girl she had seen through the fire and mist, again an
