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Chapter 145 – The Betrayer’s Fire
The camp held its breath.No crackle of flames, no shuffle of boots, not even the sigh of the wind dared to disturb the silence. Every gaze was fixed on Kael, standing tall at the center, with Eldrin on his knees before him and the dark amulet gleaming faintly in the firelight.The crowd was a storm waiting for his word to become lightning.Kael’s hand curled into a fist. He felt the weight of a hundred oaths pressing down on his shoulders. If he condemned Eldrin now, the camp would find unity in blood but at what cost? If he defended him, suspicion might poison every man and woman in their ranks.His voice came out low, steady. “Speak, Eldrin. To me, not the crowd. Speak as if my blade hangs above your neck. Why should I trust you still?”Eldrin raised his head. Shadows flickered across his pale face, but his eyes burned bright. “Because I’ve bled for this cause as much as any here. Because every time I vanished, I returned with knowledge that saved us. And because that amulet” he no
Chapter 144 – Broken Oaths
The air inside the camp was thick with smoke and suspicion. Every fire that burned to keep the soldiers warm seemed to cast more shadows than light, and in those shadows, whispers crawled like snakes. Men polished their blades not because they needed sharpening but because silence was heavier than steel. Women wrapped cloth tighter around their shoulders, their eyes darting as though any sudden movement might reveal a hidden knife.At the center of it all, Kael stood with arms crossed, his gaze roaming over the restless camp. He could feel the unease pressing against him like a storm waiting to break. The Riders’ last appearance had rattled even the bravest among them, but it wasn’t the enemy’s horn that echoed in their ears now it was doubt.“Do you feel it too?” Liora whispered beside him. She had wrapped her cloak tightly, but her hand stayed near the hilt of her dagger.Kael nodded slowly. “They look at one another as if every friend has turned enemy. It’s worse than fear it’s rot
Chapter 143 – Whispers in the Dark
The night pressed heavy over the camp, smothering even the smallest flame. Torches guttered in the wind, their light barely reaching past the first circle of tents. Soldiers huddled close to the fires, their armor piled at their feet, eyes darting toward the shadows as though every flicker might birth an enemy.The Riders’ horn had sounded twice that day—once at dawn, once at dusk—and each time it had thrown the camp into chaos. Scouts returned with conflicting reports. Some swore they saw shadows moving along the ridge. Others insisted it was only smoke, or tricks of the mist. No attack had come, yet the tension wound tighter with every hour.General Kael stood at the center of camp, his scarred face lit by firelight. He barked orders to the nearest squad.“Double the watches! And anyone caught sleeping on post will be flogged!” His voice carried iron. “If the Riders want us on edge, let them waste their horns. We’ll hold until their throats tear from blowing.”The men muttered, some
Chapter 142 – The Rider’s Shadow
The plains stretched wide before them, an endless sea of grass swaying under a sky bruised with storm. Thunder rolled in the distance—not from the clouds, but from the Riders.They came like a storm given flesh: black steeds pounding the earth, banners snapping like whips, their war cries cutting through the morning air. The horizon itself seemed to bend beneath the weight of their charge.Dre’s army lined the ridge, shields raised, spears braced. The smell of iron, leather, and fear clung to the wind.But fear was not the Riders’ only weapon.It was Shade’s whispers, planted deep into Dre’s ranks, that now began to bloom.A horn split the air. The Riders surged forward, their hooves a thunderous tide.Dre drew his blade, raising it high. “Hold!” he roared, his voice carrying above the din. “Steel against steel, stand as one!”The first clash was a storm of blood and iron. Horses screamed, men fell, shields shattered. Dre cut down a Rider who bore a crimson mask, his sword flashing li
Chapter 141 – Chains of Loyalty
The night was heavy with mist, a silver veil that clung to the campfires and muffled even the sound of boots against the damp earth. Dre’s army had stopped for the night on the old merchant road, their numbers sprawling like a restless tide. Banners drooped under the weight of dew, and the once-proud rhythm of preparation for war now carried an undertone of doubt.Men sharpened blades with nervous hands. Some prayed. Others stared at the glowing embers as though the fire itself might answer the question that gnawed at their hearts: Was Dre truly the king they should follow?And into that fragile silence slipped Shade.He moved like smoke between tents, his hood drawn low, his steps lighter than a thief’s. No one ever saw him arrive, and no one remembered when he left. But his words lingered, lodged in minds like splinters.At the edge of the camp, two soldiers whispered.“He says we’re marching into the jaws of death,” one muttered, rubbing the scar on his forearm. “That Dre’s pride b
Chapter 140 – The Firebound
The night was thick with smoke, and the battlefield still trembled from the last clash. The fires had not yet died; they licked at the sky like hungry beasts, painting everything in a savage glow. The men had gathered around Eldrin, though not all in loyalty some in fear, some in doubt.Eldrin stood at the heart of it all. His body still steamed with the remnants of shadowfire, his veins glowing faintly beneath torn skin. His chest rose and fell in labored breaths, but his eyes burned, alive with a strange light that did not belong wholly to him. He gripped his sword tightly, the steel trembling in his grasp as if the weapon itself sensed the turmoil inside him.The whispers carried through the soldiers.“Did you see him? He burned them alive…”“No, not just burned. The fire was black. It devoured.”“He’s not the man we followed. He’s something else.”Eldrin heard every word. They struck harder than any blade. He opened his mouth to speak, but hesitation coiled around his tongue. Woul
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