Semua Bab The Shadow Knight: Bab 31 - Bab 36

The Gathering Fields stretched beyond the capital's eastern boundary, their vast expanse transforming overnight from empty plains to makeshift encampment. Those who had fractured away from Council authority during the Night of Long Shadows found themselves drawn to this location through invisible connections beyond coincidental timing. Knights who had chosen conscience over institutional loyalty. Priests who had recognized authentic teaching beyond corrupted doctrine. Citizens who had witnessed truth beyond controlled narrative. All converged with purpose transcending individual motivation.Dawn illuminated this unprecedented assembly with golden light suggesting divine approval beyond institutional designation. Thousands gathered in concentric circles around central position where resistance leaders coordinated spontaneous organization beyond hierarchical structure. Lord Blackmoor maintained operational direction without requiring absolute authority. Mother Verna provided spiritual g

The Orphanage of St. Erasmus stood in stark contrast to the grand structures of the capital's inner circle. Unlike the towering cathedrals with their ornate façades or the administrative buildings with their imposing columns, this humble establishment existed with a single purpose: to shelter those who had no one else. Its weathered stone walls and patched roof spoke of limited resources stretched to their maximum utility, yet the small garden in front bloomed with surprising vigour, tended by careful hands despite difficult circumstances.As the Shadow Host established their position around the Grand Cathedral, the Shadow Knight felt a peculiar pull toward this unassuming structure. His transformed perception identified something significant beyond its modest appearance. Not tactical advantage or strategic importance, but a spiritual resonance that vibrated through his bone framework with unexpected intensity."Something requires attention beyond our primary objective," he informed L

The no man's land between opposing forces held an unnatural stillness as representatives from both sides approached the designated meeting point. A simple pavilion had been erected hastily upon neutral ground, its white canvas walls rippling gently in the afternoon breeze. No banners marked this temporary structure, no symbols of either institutional authority or resistance identification. This absence of allegiance seemed appropriate for a space intended to transcend the divisions that had brought them to this precipice.The Shadow Knight arrived first, his transformed essence maintaining controlled manifestation despite the temptation toward intimidating display. Midnight armour flowed around bone framework with deliberate restraint as constellation patterns shifted within his form. The forgotten souls integrated within his transformed substance remained vigilant but composed, their collective determination tempered by cosmic awareness regarding the significance of this unexpected p