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Chapter 26: Into the White Hell

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last update آخر تحديث: 2026-01-08 09:00:38

The blizzard was not a natural occurrence; it was a physical manifestation of the Blood-Moon King’s malice. It screamed through the jagged passes of the Silver Peaks, a wall of white ice and freezing wind that sought to strip the warmth from any living thing. Lyra stood at the prow of the lead transport, her eyes glowing with a sapphire fire that cut through the gloom. She was no longer a woman; she was a storm in human skin.

Beside her, Silas Blackwood sat on a crate, his face pale and etched with a grim, unwavering focus. His mangled shoulder was braced in a leather harness, and he was periodically drinking a dark, bitter tonic Hokan had prepared to keep the silver-poisoning at bay. He didn't complain about the pain. He didn't even look at his own wounds. His eyes were fixed on the horizon, searching for the silhouette of the Old Citadel.

"The wind is shifting," Silas said, his voice a low vibration that struggled against the roar of the gale. "The vampires are u
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