Author POVThe night was dark, and the forest carried a silence that felt heavy. The only sound was the crunch of leaves under Nightshade’s boots as he moved forward. Behind him, his warriors followed in a single line, their faces tense, their bodies alert.They stopped at once when the faint sound of footsteps echoed ahead. The men stiffened, hands tightening on their weapons. Nightshade lifted his hand, signaling them to halt. His sharp eyes scanned the shadows in front of them.There, at the edge of a clearing, stood a house guarded by more men than he expected. A line of guards circled the walls, their torches burning brightly, their movements restless. Nightshade narrowed his eyes. He knew this place.He had been here before—once, to save a life. But tonight, he was here for something else. Tonight, there would be no mercy. Tonight, he came to fight.“Look ahead,” he whispered to his men. “That is the house. Many guards watch it, but we cannot turn back. We strike, and we strike
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