Mia’s POVThe mountain wouldn’t stop shaking.Cracks raced across the marble floor beneath my feet, splitting the sanctuary into jagged pieces. Dust rained from the shattered ceiling while moonlight poured through the widening gaps above.But I couldn’t look away from him.The Shadow King.Darkness wrapped around him like living armor, swallowing every inch of his body before peeling away again in violent waves. One moment I could see his face. The next, he vanished behind writhing black mist.His scream echoed through the sanctuary.Not angry.Not cruel.Agonized.The kind of pain that reached into your chest and refused to let go.“Hold the line!” Rowan shouted.Silver warriors rushed forward, planting their shields into the fractured stone. Beside them, Shadow warriors formed ranks without hesitation. For the first time in generations, no one cared which crest was painted on the armor beside them.They only cared about saving the man who had once been their enemy.The Guardian Beas
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