The final showdown 2The Wolf kings walked beside her, and the thousands of soldiers that they had been able to gather in such a small period was impressive indeed. But they won’t be enough. She had heard of the thousands of soldiers standing guard at Purisca, ready to be unleashed at the final words of Kera Asgorn, and demon soldiers and creatures might actually get onto their world, but for some reason she was not afraid.Neither were any of them afraid, Dante, nor Asher, defying the odds like they always did, one last battle, one last rite to fulfill, and maybe, just maybe they might get to see him again.And the army matched forward, day and night.Benny Blanco and Rowan Mikhail led the group of warriors, as they sojourned on their journey to Asgorn, the Northern coast, the place where the ripple of power had come from, he had hoped the Queen had listened to his message, and no walloped in her grief, of a missing son.Whilst they passed through these fore

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