'Step away from him, Callum, or I swear I will carve your heart out with my bare hands!' Zephyr roared, his voice shaking the entire damp cavern.The ancient underground vault echoed with the deep, terrifying rumble of Zephyr's alpha roar. Blue light pulsed wildly from the stone runes beneath our feet, casting long, jittery shadows against the wet granite walls. Captain Callum stood over the stone altar, his silver dagger hovering just inches above my uncle Richard's chest.Callum did not look scared. Instead, a twisted, victorious smirk spread across his face. He pressed the blade down just a fraction, drawing a thin line of bright red blood across Richard's skin.'You are too late, High King,' Callum sneered, his eyes gleaming with dark ambition. 'The ritual has already begun. The royal blood is spilled, and the signet ring is in place. Nothing you can do will stop the awakening!''Do not listen to his lies, Zephyr!' I shouted, my heart hammering wildly against my ribs as I gripped
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