Chapter 207: Shadow Army
Author: Rachel Holt
last update2026-02-17 17:03:10

The creatures were not human-shaped. That was the first thing Jacob registered as he burst through the barn door into chaos.

Some moved on four limbs, some on six, some seemed to have no fixed form at all, constantly reshaping themselves as they tore through tents and supply lines and anyone unfortunate enough to be standing in the open when they arrived. They were made entirely of the same shadow substance that coated Verons—dense, hungry darkness given temporary physical form and pointed at t
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