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Chapter 19: Blood and Battle

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The world exploded into chaos.

We ran toward the eastern border, toward the sounds of battle—snarls and screams and the clash of steel. The air was thick with the copper scent of blood, and the ground shook with the fury of war.

Caleb kept me close, his hand wrapped around mine, pulling me through the chaos. Warriors streamed past us in both directions—some rushing to join the fight, others stumbling back, wounded and broken.

"Stay behind me!" Caleb shouted over the din. "Whatever happens, don'
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