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Chapter 46: Warbound

Author: Nana A
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-07-17 17:04:37

The cavern trembled under the weight of destiny.

Shadows writhed across the entrance like snakes made of smoke and hunger. Their source—Necros—was still cloaked in Damon’s form, but that body was cracking. Too fragile to contain the god rotting inside it.

He stood just beyond the archway of the Sanctum, armies of twisted, eyeless wolves at his heels.

And yet—I wasn’t afraid.

Not with Kael at my side.

Not with the Blade of Veyra pulsing in my grip.

And not with Arayen, the First Beast, unfurling its massive wings of burning stardust behind me.

Necros stepped into the light, the stone floor blackening beneath his bare feet. “You found it,” he said. “The Beast. The blade. The crown.”

“Not found,” I said, voice steady. “Claimed.”

Kael lifted his sword. “If you want her, you’ll have to get through all of us.”

Necros tilted his head. “That was always the plan.”

He raised a single hand.

And the wolves charged.

They didn’t bark.

They didn’t growl.

They screamed—high, human-pitc
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