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Nyra's POV

The meeting room was colder than usual.

Maybe it was just me, still carrying the aftershocks of the red eclipse and the way it poisoned the land beneath our feet. Or maybe it was the way every person in the room wore tension, like an extra layer of clothing, silent, grim, and waiting for orders.

Draven stood at the head of the table, arms crossed over his chest, face shadowed with exhaustion. Still, his voice was steady.

“We were attacked,” he began simply. “Not in our body, but in balance. And that is worse. It means someone is thinking long-term. Someone understands our connection to this land and is trying to sever it.”

He paused and looked at each of us, the council elders, patrol leads, the healers, and me.

“So we split our focus. One group investigates the magic: source, intent, patterns. The other group reinforces the land. Rituals, balance restoration, anything we can do to stop further decay.”

No one questioned him. Not today. Not after what we’d seen.

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