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Chapter 83: Grizzly Burns

Author: Comet
last update publish date: 2026-04-06 08:51:32

Smoke rose over the treeline like a signal flare the island hadn’t meant to send.

Ronan smelled it first—char and oil and fear, curling hot through the damp air. He slowed instinctively, lifting a hand as Kiera stumbled to a stop beside him on the narrow rise that overlooked the town the humans called Grizzly. Dawn was trying to break, thin and anemic, but the light caught on drifting ash and turned the sky a bruised gray.

Something had gone wr

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    Smoke rose over the treeline like a signal flare the island hadn’t meant to send. Ronan smelled it first—char and oil and fear, curling hot through the damp air. He slowed instinctively, lifting a hand as Kiera stumbled to a stop beside him on the narrow rise that overlooked the town the humans called Grizzly. Dawn was trying to break, thin and anemic, but the light caught on drifting ash and turned the sky a bruised gray. Something had gone wrong while they were underground. Below them, the town burned. Not all of it. Not yet. But enough that the wrongness was unmistakable: a warehouse roof coughing black smoke, a dockside building glowing from within, streetlamps shattered and blinking uselessly. Sirens wailed in broken loops, echoing off water and rock. The bay was choked with a low fog that made everything feel closer—and more dangerous. Kiera swayed. Ronan caught her elbow without thinkin

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