FREYA'S POVDawn breaks. The last peaceful dawn we'll see. In the next few hours Corbin arrives and everything changes, we either win or die trying, no more preparation, no more training, no more waitingI dress in combat gear Adrian gave to me, Designed for survival and War. Adrian does the same beside me. Both of us are quiet. Both processing. Both knowing this is it. This is the moment. This is when everything we've worked for gets tested. Proven or destroyed. Victory or death."Ready?" He asks."No. But I'm doing it anyway." I check my weapons. Everything in place. Everything prepared. "Are you ready?""Never. But like you said. Doing it anyway. Because we have to." He takes my hand. "Together?""Always together."We head downstairs. The pack is assembled. All of them. Waiting. Watching. Looking to us for leadership. For confidence. For assurance that this is possible. That we can win. That they won't die for nothing.Adrian steps forward and addresses them. His voice carries str
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