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chapter ninety two: The king who would not fall

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Kaelen’s POV…..

War was a living thing.

It breathed smoke and blood, roared with steel and magic, and crawled beneath my skin like a second pulse. The battlefield stretched before me in violent layers—wolves clashing, warriors shouting commands, magic detonating in blinding bursts that scarred the earth. Every heartbeat carried the weight of a thousand lives depending on the next order I gave.

I lifted my blade and my voice cut through the chaos.

“Third flank—advance, then lock shields!”

A surge of bodies obeyed instantly.

“To the east—break their line and pull back, now!”

The order rippled outward, precise and sharp.

I felt Ryder pacing beneath my skin, massive and restless, his instincts snarling for blood. Hold, I told him. Not yet. A king who lost himself lost his army with him.

Smoke burned my lungs. The ground shook as corrupted wolves charged, eyes black with the Evil King’s magic. I cut them down without mercy, steel singing, my body moving on instinct honed by years of war. E
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