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Just as the Abyss king warned, the attack did not come from the Void.It came from inside the camps.Aria felt it first.A sudden spike of terror. It was sharp, desperate, and not her own.She gasped, clutching her stomach.“They’re planning something,” she whispered.Dax looked around instinctively. “Who?”She shook her head, gasping for breath. “I don’t know. But they're close. And it’s very bad.”Eryndor strode into the war tent moments later, face tight.“Scouts report movement near the healer quarters,” he said. “Small groups. Armed.”Dax was already moving. “They’re going for her.”Aria’s blood ran cold.“No,” she whispered. “They’re going for my child.”Chaos erupted when they reached the healer tents.Wolves fought in the mud, blades flashing, growls tearing through the air.Aria screamed when she saw the sigils painted on their armor.Council marks.“They sent their own soldiers,” she choked.Dax’s eyes went red.Traitors.He tore into them mercilessly.But they kept coming

Crossing into the Void wasn’t as scary as Aria imagined it to be. There was no cold.No fire.She only felt pressure. It was like the weight of an ocean pressing down on her soul.Dax held her hands tightly as they walked behind Eryndor. Eryndor forced open a controlled breach.“Stay inside the ward,” he warned. “If the Void touches you directly—”Aria already felt it.The strange whispering.The strong pulling.The child stirred happily, reacting to the realm like it was home.Aria’s stomach twisted with fear.“We shouldn’t be here. We should go back,” she whispered.Dax kissed her softly on the forehead. “We’ll get out. Together. I promise you.”She nodded with a brief smile.They stepped through.And the world vanished behind them.The Void ahead of them was not empty.It was just endless.A sky that was completely dark and filled with countless floating ruins, broken cities and drifting islands of shattered worldsAria gasped.“These are… other realms with people in them?”Ery

The council stronghold had never seen an attacker like this one.Its strong walls had been raised to withstand any form of siege, magic, even the wrath of rival packs. They had never prepared it to face the wrath of a king who had already lost everything.Dax did not knock or wait to be given entry. With his bare hands, he tore the gates from their hinges, sending them crashing into the courtyard, scattering armed guards like broken dolls.Steel met claws, and magic met rage.And rage was victorious.He moved through soldiers with brutal force, never slowing down, nor hesitating, his mind was locked on one truth alone:They had attempted to kill his Aria and his their unborn child. So now, they must pay with their lives.Far away in the Void, Aria knelt on the cold black stone floor, trembling so hard she could barely breathe.The Abyss King stood behind her, quiet and learning.“You said you would reveal the truth before my eyes,” she whispered. “Not show me more riddles.”The

They did not even make it back to the pack lands before the fear spread.It spread faster than wild fire. Faster than banners in the air.Whispers carried by wind and instinct.The Sovereign bends the land .Her child kills void creatures without touching them.The bridge is no longer just a bridge. It has been a door that is permanently opened.By the time Dax led Aria into the outer valley of the High Cliffs, wolves were already gathered waiting.Not to welcome them.To judge them.Aria felt it the moment they crossed the ridge.The shift in the air.Not a warning of danger.Just distrust.Dax growled low in his chest.“Stay close,” he whispered to Aria.She nodded, gripping his hand tightly.The child pulsed uneasily.As if sensing that not all threats came in monstrous shapes.Eryndor halted suddenly.“Wait,” trying to see through the tree line.Dozens of wolves stepped out of the trees.Pack leaders.Commanders.Old allies.They formed a line, purposely blocking the path forwar

The world went silent. Not the peaceful kind. The Empty kind. Dax could not hear the battle anymore.He could not hear shouting, he could not hear the wind, or even his own heartbeat.He could only hear the faint, fragile sound of Aria’s breath.And then, he couldn’t hear even that anymore.“Aria?” He called her, but got no answer. Only silence.He pressed his forehead to hers.Her skin was cold.Too cold.“No,” he sobbed. “No, no, no. Please don’t leave me.”Eryndor knelt beside them,his hands glowing as he desperately tried to stabilize her.“She’s slipping,” he said hoarsely. “Her spirit is wandering toward the bridge.”The Abyss King stood above them, power still crackling around his hands.“There’s a way I can anchor her soul,” he said. “But it will cost her something.”Dax looked up, eyes wide with hope.“Anything. Take anything from me instead.”The Abyss King shook his head slowly.“This is not a debt that can be transferred.”Inside the bridge, Aria was slowly falling.No