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Chapter 77Raven's eyes drooped slightly, exhausted but still radiating a terrifying aura, as she scanned the horizon.Axel knelt at her side, his hands holding hers. “Raven… it’s over… now,” he whispered.The calm lasted only moments. A sudden wave of dizziness pulled at Raven’s consciousness. The battlefield, the shattered walls, the dying cries all dissolved into shards of light and shadow. She fell to her knees, coughing violently as her vision swirled, and the Hollow Blade’s presence wrapped around her like a living shadow, coiling into the deepest recesses of her mind.“Raven…” The voice echoed, melodious yet dripping with malice. “Do you feel it? The emptiness. The power that should be yours. We are one. We always were.”She clawed at the shadows constricting her mind, trying to reclaim herself. “I… I am me! I am not you!”A twisted reflection of herself emerged from the darkness, grinning with hollow eyes, a cruel imitation of her own expression. The Hollow Blade hovered along
Chapter 76The battlefield had become a living nightmare. Fires licked the splintered stones of the fortress and the trees surrounding it, casting an unholy orange glow on the carnage. Axel’s chest heaved as he fought through the chaos, leaping over fallen rogues and scorched earth. His gaze never left her, his heart latching onto the faint humanity he knew still lived inside. "Raven! Please!" he mumbled, his voice raw, cracking with desperation. "I’m here! Don’t let it take you!"Malrik roared over the chaos, rallying the surviving Moonriders. "Hold! Don’t give up! She’s still Raven, fight for her!"But it was no longer simply a battlefield, it was a storm of her own creation, an unpredictable tempest fueled by grief, love, and the unrelenting hunger of the Hollow Blade that had found a foothold in her soul.A sudden glow emanated from her abdomen, and her hands clutched her stomach instinctively, and the light flared brighter, pulsing with a pure, uncorrupted energy. The intensity
Chapter 75The battlefield stretched like a scar across the land. Smoke and ash hung in the sky, the sun obscured by the pall of destruction. The Moonriders’ fortress, though partially intact, had been battered by the initial surge of Lyandra’s forces. Stones cracked, fires burned in scattered heaps, and the air itself seemed to vibrate with the dark pulse of Hollow energy.Raven hovered above the inner courtyard, her aura a whirlwind of golden-black fire that bent the air around her.Below, Axel cut a path through the chaos. Moonriders and warriors were falling back, some injured, some overwhelmed by the relentless Hollow born giants that surged forward with terrifying strength. Sparks of magic ignited in the air with every strike, and the Hollow energy warped the very ground beneath their feet.“Raven!” Axel roared, dodging a sweeping blow from a Hollow born warrior. H
Chapter 74The dawn was an angry red over the Moonriders’ fortress. The air trembled with anticipation, carrying the faint metallic scent of magic, and blood.Raven stood atop the fortress wall, the wind tugging at her dress, her hair a dark river whipping around her face. Below, the Moonriders moved like shadows, their formations precise but tense. Her gaze was fixed on the horizon, where the first glimpses of Lyandra’s army appeared: massive Hollowborn giants, their bodies twisted by dark magic, skeletal forms reinforced with blackened iron, and soldiers bearing banners black as a moonless night.Malrik, his voice low and urgent, appeared at her side. “Raven,” he said, his tone uncharacteristically strained, “they’re larger than the scouts reported. We’re seeing the full might of the Black Dominion. You… need to prepare yourself.”Raven’s
Chapter 73Inside the main hall, Raven moved slowly, each step deliberate. Her pregnancy was now unmistakable. Her robes clung softly to her growing belly, the gentle swell a sign of life amidst the chaos surrounding the pack. She carried herself with quiet grace, her aura radiant yet tinged with the faint shadows of the Hollow Blade’s lingering influence.Malrik had insisted the hallways be cleared of unnecessary distractions, and the pack responded with discipline. Every warrior seemed to hover in the background, eyes alert and protective. Raven had never felt so both guarded and exposed.Axel’s return to the fortress was quiet, but the moment he stepped into the main hall, his gaze found her instantly. Time seemed to stop as he took in the sight of her. Though her body had grown softer, warmer with life, her presence burned brighter than ever and her aura shimmered with gold light threaded with hints of black.“Raven…” His voice broke slightly, the raw emotion threatening to overpo
Chapter 72Raven moved quietly among the sick, her eyes shadowed with exhaustion.“Drink this,” she said softly, kneeling beside a young warrior lying in the infirmary. The boy’s breathing shallow; his pulse was faint.“I can’t,” he rasped. His eyes shimmered faintly violet, the early mark of Hollow infection.Raven steadied her voice. “You must. It’s blessed water mixed with moonroot. It’ll help you fight it.”He swallowed weakly, grimacing as the liquid burned down his throat.Raven brushed his damp hair from his face, murmuring something in the old tongue. A flicker of light passed from her fingertips into him, a healing pulse but the recoil was immediate. Her own chest burned with pain, her veins flashing with dark light.She bit back a gasp.Malrik, who’d been helping the healers, saw it. “You need rest,” he said gruffly. “You’re overusing your magic again.”She forced a faint smile. “I’m fine.”“Bullshit.”“Malrik”He dropped his tone, softer now. “You’ve been at this for three







