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War's Silent Claim 

Author: Princess Wright
last update Last Updated: 2025-12-03 13:51:14

DAYS LATER: The day had finally come.

The wind over the forgotten farmland of the Red Moon Pack carried only smoke… rot… and the sickening sweetness of fresh death.

What used to be fertile soil was now a field of carnage… a slaughterhouse under an open sky.

Lucien’s warriors stood in rows, armor dented, cracked, and soaked in shades no rain would wash away. Blood had dried on their armors and streaked down their faces in stiff, dark lines. Their blades… some broken, some still clenched tight dripped thick with whatever life they had just carved out of their enemies.

The ground was no longer earth.

It was a muddy, clotted slime of torn flesh, blood-soaked soil, and shattered bone that squeezed horribly beneath their boots.

They had left no survivors.

The bodies of Red Moon warriors littered the field, some mangled, torn, and ripped open in ways no healer could piece together. Some were missing limbs entirely… Others had them hanging by threads of skin. Throats were opened wide like sec
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