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Season 3-Chp 67
Smoke curled above the plains like black rivers, twisting toward the blood-red dawn. The siege had dragged into its fifth day. Arrows fell like rain. The world stank of oil, ash, and iron.Elias stood upon the citadel’s outer wall, cloak whipped by the wind, eyes fixed on the horizon where the banners of the Crimson Order shivered. Thousands of them. Their campfires burned through the night, an ocean of orange lights stretching to the edges of sight.Behind him, the citadel trembled with exhaustion. The defenders were starving. The wounded filled the halls. The forges ran cold. Every hour, more men begged to surrender.Helena lay in the tower chamber, still feverish from the wound she’d taken in the mountains. Lira tended to her with quiet desperation, whispering spells of warmth and renewal. Marcus, meanwhile, stalked the ramparts like a wolf denied prey.“Another breach on the southern wall,” Marcus reported, armor streaked with soot. “We held, but barely. They’re probing for weakne
Season 3-Chp 66
The mountains rose from the plain like broken teeth, black against the reddening sky. Wind hissed through the gullies, carrying the scent of frost and sulfur. No birds sang here; even the air seemed reluctant to move.Elias tightened the strap of his cloak as they climbed the first ridge. Each step crunched on frost-bitten rock. Behind him, Marcus carried Helena on a makeshift stretcher of spears and canvas. She drifted in and out of fever, her face drawn and pale. Lira walked ahead of them, her staff leaving faint trails of light on the ground that faded as quickly as breath on glass.“How much farther?” Marcus called.Lira didn’t turn. “The mountain answers to no distance. It ends only when it wants us gone.”Marcus muttered a curse. “Comforting.”Elias glanced back. “Save your breath. We’ll need it.”He looked up at the peaks again. The highest of them was crowned by a swirl of gray mist that never seemed to shift, no matter how strong the wind blew. Somewhere beneath that shroud w
Season 3-Chp 65
Dawn crept slowly across the ravine, the first light revealing the ruin of what the night had stolen. The campfires below were dying embers, the enemy warband retreating with their wounded, unaware—or unconcerned—that the shard of the Crown was gone.Among the rocks, Elias sat motionless beside Helena’s still body. Her skin was cold, her armor slick with dried blood. He hadn’t moved since the moment she fell. The world around him felt muffled, as if sound itself had gone into mourning.Marcus paced the narrow strip of ground nearby, his sword still stained. His armor was dented, his shoulder bound with a strip of torn cloak, but his rage kept him upright. Every few minutes he looked at Elias, and every time, the fury in his eyes grew darker.“You should have left it,” he said at last, voice raw. “The fragment. You should have left it buried.”Elias didn’t respond.“I mean it,” Marcus pressed. “Whatever that thing is, it’s cursed. It changes you. I saw it in your eyes last night.”Stil
Season 3-Chp 64
Only the thin glow of distant campfires marked the enemy’s position across the ridge. From where they crouched in the jagged rocks, Elias could feel it—like a heartbeat buried in the earth. The fragment. It pulsed against his senses, a constant drumbeat that whispered to him alone.“We’re close,” Elias murmured. His voice was tight, his jaw clenched. “Too close.”Helena knelt beside him, eyes narrowed on the flicker of orange flames below. The wind caught her silver hair, streaked with ash from their long march. “How many do you see?”Marcus scanned the camp through a slit in the rocks. “Two score at least. Heavily armed. And disciplined.” His tone was grim. “Not raiders—soldiers. They move with precision.”“That means they’ll be harder to break,” Helena muttered. She adjusted her gauntlet, the metal worn but polished, as though readying herself for the inevitable.Lira sat a little apart from them, her eyes distant. She hugged her knees, rocking faintly as though listening to somethi
Season 3-Chp 63
Helena’s voice broke first, sharp as a blade. “Enough riddles. That thing called you heir. The Shadowlord knew your name. What does it mean?”Marcus didn’t wait for an answer. His sword was already half-drawn, fury tightening every line of his face. “It means he’s lied to us since the beginning.” He pointed the blade toward Elias. “Say the words. Who are you really?”Elias looked from one to the other. Helena’s eyes burned with confusion, Marcus’s with accusation, and Lira—Lira sat quiet, her small hands folded, gaze fixed on him with a calm far too old for her years.He sheathed his sword slowly, the scrape of steel against scabbard harsh in the silence. “If I speak, you’ll see me differently. You’ll wonder if I’m ally or threat. But if I keep silent… I’ll lose you anyway.”“Speak,” Helena said, her tone brooking no delay.Elias closed his eyes. The words had lived in his throat for years, caged like beasts. Tonight, the cage shattered.“I am descended,” he said finally, “from the fi
Season 3-Chp 62
The fire had gone out, snuffed as though the night itself had swallowed it. Darkness surged over the camp, broken only by the faint glow of the massive shadow figure looming above them. Its eyes burned like coals in a furnace, molten and hateful.Elias gripped his sword, but even the blade’s faint light seemed to quiver in the presence of such vast power. Helena drew Lira against her chest, shielding the child. Marcus stood to Elias’s right, sword already raised though his knuckles whitened with strain.The shadow tide whispered as it moved, countless voices overlapping in a chorus that made the ground tremble. The towering figure bent low, its words rolling through them like thunder:“Elias.”The sound of his name carried accusation, recognition, and hunger all at once.Elias’s breath caught in his throat. “What are you?” he demanded, though his voice cracked under the weight of it.The vast shape leaned closer, its features still vague and shifting, yet the sense of a face hovered—l
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