The smoke from the Everglades drifted upward into the breaking dawn, clearing the way for a golden sunlight. The battlefield was quiet now, save for the soft rustle of cypress leaves and the gentle lap of water against the marsh. The monster was dead, the syndicate crushed, and the old world had officially burned to the ground. Out in the depths of the marsh, Vane chose to remain in the Everglades, cementing his place as the guardian of the swamp and continuing to lead the Silver Moon pack through its healing process. Not far away, Torin and Raya reunited with the brave survivors who had managed to escape the Vance brothers' initial slaughter. Together, they laid the foundation to rebuild their sanctuary from the ashes, turning old scars into a symbol of unbreakable resilience. In the human world, my father, Harrison
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