The chamber was chaos incarnate. Shadows lunged from every corner, twisting and writhing, but the men—Gunner, Jax, Tyler, Ben, and Thorne—held the front line with ferocious determination. Chains clattered from their wrists and ankles, long broken, as they swung and dodged, keeping the relentless tide at bay.Cheyenne, Tora, Chelsea, Nalia, Serenya, and Isolde were still human, blood and sweat glistening on their skin. Every strike they landed drained them, and yet the men pressed on ahead, unyielding. Cheyenne felt a flicker of frustration and fear flare in her chest.“They can’t hold forever!” she shouted to the others, ducking a sweeping shadow claw. “We need to tip the scales!”Tora’s hand shot out, grabbing Cheyenne’s arm. “Then we do it together. Not before. Watch them.” Her eyes never left the battle. “They’re buying us the time we need!”Chelsea wiped sweat from her
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