CHAPTER 297
Author: Lor Of Logan
last update2026-09-18 23:15:15

"We can't stay here," Sera said, her voice sharp. "The sanctuary is compromised. The wards are destroyed. If we stay, we die."

Kaelen nodded slowly, his face grim. "I know," he said. "But where do we go? The Devourer's forces are everywhere. There's nowhere safe."

They had gathered in the central chamber—the inner circle, the survivors, the warriors who had fought beside them during the Forgotten's assault. The room was filled with the wounded and the weary, with the grief-stricken and the dete
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    They emerged from the memory into a vast cavern—and stopped dead in their tracks.The cavern was filled with creatures. Thousands of them. Tens of thousands. Maybe more. Shadow creatures writhed in the darkness, their eyes burning with malevolent hunger. Corrupted guardians stood in silent ranks, their silver armor blackened by corruption, their eyes empty and dead. Forgotten—ancient beings of primordial darkness—loomed over the others like generals surveying their troops. And there were things that defied description—creatures of nightmare and madness, beings that should not exist in any reality.An army.The Devourer's army.And it was waiting for them.Eddard felt his blood run cold. He had faced armies before—had fought in battles that had shaken the foundations of the world. But this was different. This was not an army of soldiers—it was an army of monsters. An army of darkness. An army that existed for one purpose: to consume, to destroy, to unmake everything that had ever been

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