The air smelled of scorched stone and frost, a bitter tang that clung to Lyra’s lungs as she followed Kael down the narrow ledge away from the eastern edge. The ridge, once jagged and alive with the echo of void energy, was now quiet, deceptively calm. Lyra’s boots crunched over shards of rock and splintered timber, the remnants of the coalition’s stronghold scattered below like a ruined chessboard.“Every pulse left a mark,” Kael murmured, voice low, eyes scanning the horizon even as they retreated. “Something, someone is watching now.”Lyra didn’t respond immediately. Her gaze swept over the fractured cliffside and the hollowed out pass below. The violet traces of residual energy glimmered faintly in the corners of her vision. The void wasn’t gone. It never was. It only waited, patient and patient, biding its time.They reached their fallback point, a small plateau halfway down the cliffside, shielded by jagged stone and the remnants of a frost laden grove. Lyra let out a breath she
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