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It's Time: The Mission Begins

Auteur: Princess Wright
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The moment the sky darkened completely,

the mission began.

Night swallowed the land whole. There was no moon, no stars. Only shadows layered upon shadows, pressing in until the world felt reduced to breath and movement alone.

Ronan moved first.

Ira fell in at his side. Lyra led by half a step, with seven Crimson Blood warriors fanning out behind them in silent precision. They did not rush. They flowed… each step measured, deliberate and lethal. Weapons were wrapped and stripped of shine. Breaths were controlled and disciplined.

They did not enter the dark. They became it.

Within moments, they stood before the entrance to the underground pathway… half-hidden beneath tangled roots, thick vines, and slabs of ancient stone long reclaimed by the earth. Moss clung to it in heavy layers, damp and suffocating. Time itself had tried to erase this place… and nearly succeeded.

Lyra stepped forward.

She knelt, retrieved a dry stick from beside the entrance, and struck flame to it. The fire caught
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  • Bonded To The Alpha God of War     It's Time: The Mission Begins

    The moment the sky darkened completely,the mission began.Night swallowed the land whole. There was no moon, no stars. Only shadows layered upon shadows, pressing in until the world felt reduced to breath and movement alone.Ronan moved first.Ira fell in at his side. Lyra led by half a step, with seven Crimson Blood warriors fanning out behind them in silent precision. They did not rush. They flowed… each step measured, deliberate and lethal. Weapons were wrapped and stripped of shine. Breaths were controlled and disciplined.They did not enter the dark. They became it.Within moments, they stood before the entrance to the underground pathway… half-hidden beneath tangled roots, thick vines, and slabs of ancient stone long reclaimed by the earth. Moss clung to it in heavy layers, damp and suffocating. Time itself had tried to erase this place… and nearly succeeded.Lyra stepped forward.She knelt, retrieved a dry stick from beside the entrance, and struck flame to it. The fire caught

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