(Third Person POV)The wind whispered through the valley, carrying the faint scent of pine and earth. The sun hung low, casting long shadows across the remnants of what had once been a battlefield. Ash and smoke lingered, a reminder that peace came at a cost, and that the cost had been more than anyone could have imagined.Selene walked slowly along the path that led from the ruins of the seal site to the newly rebuilt stronghold. Her boots crunched softly over scattered stones and dry leaves. Every step felt heavy, weighted with memories of what had been lost and what had been fought for. The victory had been hard-won, but it had come with scars that would never truly fade.Behind her, Marcus, Celina, Ronan, Jace, and Theo followed quietly. Their faces were solemn, still marked by grief and exhaustion, yet there was a quiet strength among them. They had survived. They had endured. They had come together as a family and as warriors, and though the wounds ran deep, they were alive.Sel
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