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Half-Blood Girl
Calen turned sharply toward Carmen, his storm-filled eyes narrowing with suspicion. “Don’t speak nonsense, Carmen,” he said, his voice like rolling thunder. “You might already be under Tharstan’s spell. He’s manipulating your mind.”Carmen’s expression hardened. Her eyes shimmered with sorrow and defiance. “I’m not under any spell, Calen. This is real. What I saw, what I felt—it’s not some illusion.”Whispers broke out among the Drakhtarion ranks. Several warriors sneered. One in blood-red armor stepped forward, his voice a venomous hiss. “Then she’s a traitor. Kill her along with the beast she defends. End them both now.”“She’s not one of us,” spat another, his horns glinting with blood and ash. “No horns, no heritage. She’s always been an outsider. That shield she cast—it’s not Drakhtarion magic.”“She's corrupted,” growled a third. “That pendant is cursed. Queen Iralyn wouldn’t choose a half-blood without a name.”“No!” Calen’s voice cracked like lightning, silencing them all. “Ca
The Storm Unleashed
The sky cracked open.From above the shattered battlefield, storm clouds churned with unnatural fury. Calen’s entire body pulsed with blinding light—his skin veined with lightning, his eyes aglow with raw, divine energy. He hovered slightly above the ground, suspended in the air as arcs of electricity twisted and screamed around him.“Tharstan!” Calen’s voice was no longer his own—it echoed with the storm itself, deep, ancient, and righteous. “You have to be vanish in order that others could live! I must kill you!”Tharstan knelt on the scorched earth, panting heavily, struggling to lift his blade. He was already wounded—blood dripped from his mouth, and a deep gash across his side throbbed with every breath. His golden armor, once radiant, was cracked and blackened from the earlier clash.But Calen had not finished.He raised one hand, and the sky obeyed. A monstrous bolt of lightning tore through the heavens and slammed into the ground beside Tharstan, throwing up a shockwave of hea
The Chosen Vessel
As the blinding stormlight erupted from Calen’s body, sending shockwaves across the battlefield and silencing all who watched, Carmen collapsed to her knees beside the edge of the ravine. Her body trembled, not from pain, but from something deeper—something ancient stirring within her. Her eyes fluttered shut, and the noise of the war faded into nothingness.Suddenly, she was no longer in the battlefield.She stood barefoot on a vast expanse of shimmering water that reflected a sky filled with swirling auroras. The air was thick with power, serene and yet oppressive. Carmen turned around, trying to comprehend where she was, when a voice echoed—gentle, regal, but filled with sorrow."You have returned to where it all began, Carmen."From the veil of mist stepped a tall woman with hair like woven moonlight, her eyes glowing with sapphire fire. Her robes shimmered with ethereal silver threads, and an aura of authority surrounded her. Carmen instantly recognized her—Queen Iralyn, the firs
The Storm Reborn
A hush fell across the battlefield.Smoke and debris still clung thick in the air, masking the chaos of moments earlier. The silence was uncanny, heavy, suffocating. Ash floated like snowflakes through the air. The very earth seemed to hold its breath.Nyra Kael and her faction stood in a loose semicircle around Calen's limp form. The strike had landed. Blood pooled beneath him, dark and vivid against the cracked stones of the sacred ground. His breath came shallow, barely a whisper, like a flickering candle on the edge of extinction. The runes etched on the earth around him, once glowing with protective enchantment, flickered weakly… then dimmed.Tharstan, towering nearby and locked in a tug-of-war with invisible chains of ancient magic, let out a guttural snarl. His wings beat once, stirring the haze, and his molten eyes narrowed in disbelief.“No… no, you fools!” he bellowed, voice shaking the heavens, his claws curling into the ground. “His life is tied to mine. You kill him—”“—A
The Light Within The Storm
The sky howled with wrath.Crimson clouds twisted above the battlefield, the color of blood and omen. Thunder cracked in deafening bursts, shaking the mountains beyond and turning soldiers' knees to ash. War cries and the clash of blades fell silent beneath the roar of the ancient terror, Tharstan.His form rose like a dark mountain, wings spread wide, casting the land in shadow. Golden runes pulsed across his obsidian-scaled chest, burning with stolen power. Each beat of his wings sent hurricane winds crashing through the armies below.Calen Storm stood at the front line, stormlight flaring around him in wild spirals. His eyes glowed silver-blue, lightning crawling along his arms. But even he faltered.His breath was ragged. His heart thundered against shattered ribs. The storm inside him, his greatest strength, was no longer answering his call. It raged without direction, feeding off his rage, his fear… and something else.Tharstan's voice rumbled like a collapsing world."You were
Real Battle
The battlefield trembled beneath their feet.Above the shattered valley, dark clouds churned like a living beast. Calen stood alone, his silver eyes glowing faintly, cloak torn and hair matted with blood and ash. Across from him, the colossal form of Tharstan loomed, ancient, scaled, and terrible. His voice was the sound of mountains grinding against each other.“Blood of my blood… You resist your fate?”Lightning cracked across the heavens as Calen raised both hands, storm energy spiraling around him like a cyclone.“I resist you,” he spat. “This world doesn’t belong to your vengeance.”Tharstan let out a guttural laugh that echoed through the canyon, awakening fear in even the most hardened warrior.“You are not the first Stormborn to say that. But you will be the last.”Then came the roar of war horns.From the cliffs behind Calen, the armies of Vynoria and Aerondale surged forward—banners torn, armor scorched, but eyes burning with defiance. Queen Elara, wounded but unbowed, led h
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