Todos os capítulos de Shadow Of Noctis: In The Cruel Prince’s Grasp: Capítulo 71 - Capítulo 79

EiraThe world turned upside down around us.Noctis's agonized roar drowned out the howling wind as his left wing hung uselessly against his body.Gravity dragged us downward with merciless force.The snow-covered battlefield rushed toward us at a terrifying speed. The armor of imperial soldiers, runaway horses, and deep snowdrifts blurred together into a single black-and-white image."Hold on!" Zade roared.He gripped the saddle strap with one hand and wrapped the other around my waist with desperate strength.His body pressed so tightly against mine that I could barely breathe.The impact was brutal.Noctis's enormous body carved a deep trench through the frozen ground and thick layers of snow.Rocks, shattered armor, and clouds of crimson-stained snow exploded into the air.The force of the collision tore us from the saddle.We flew several meters through the air before crashing into the snowdrifts.The air was almost completely knocked from my lungs.My vision went black, and a sh

EiraThe storm clouds didn't simply part above our heads. It was as though the sky itself had been torn in two to make way for hell.In the narrow canyon of the Black Glaciers, the air froze in a single second, only to turn immediately into suffocating, sulfurous heat.Behind us, the dull thunder of the ice mountains Kaelen had brought crashing down still echoed through the gorge. The solid barricade had sealed the passage against the infantry of the Southern Legion, but no one looked back.We were all staring upward, toward the three enormous shadows that blotted out the bloodred dawn.Zade's hand tightened around my wrist with such force that the runes burned into my skin immediately flared beneath the pressure.Through our bond, I felt the prince's icy realization rising within him, followed instantly by raw, murderous fury.Beside us, Noctis pressed himself low against the ground.An ominous, earthquake deep growl erupted from the enormous black dragon's throat, making even the ob

Zade Our kiss tasted of ash, blood, and a scorched sky. When I slowly, reluctantly pulled away from Eira's lips, the world around us was still frozen in the surreal, silent paralysis left behind by the destruction of the Twin Flame. At the entrance to the gorge, molten obsidian hissed and glowed red in the freezing wind, sending columns of black steam toward the gray sky. Where my father, the dreaded King Toric, and his enormous red dragon, Balerion, had stood only minutes earlier, there was nothing left. Just a gaping, glass-scorched crater where the shattered ice barricade had once been. And twenty paces away, another smoking depression that had swallowed Caspian. It was over. Decades of poison, murderous intrigues woven through the palace's dark corridors, the lashes of whips, and the commands enforced through blood magic had all burned to nothing in a single blinding storm of green and black fire. The woman in my arms suddenly trembled. I immediately looked down at her. Eira's

EiraBy the third day of our march, the frozen black cliffs of the Valley of Sighs were slowly disappearing behind us.The landscape gradually softened. The barren fields of ice and merciless northern winds gave way to vast forests of ancient pine trees covered in snow.The army of ten thousand, winding like a serpent along the mountain roads, presented a sight unlike anything the empire had ever witnessed.The soldiers of the Southern Legion, who had once marched in the king's black and gold armor, now walked beside the freed prisoners of the eastern mines and the savage, fur clad warriors of the mountain clans.Distrust still lingered among the ranks.I saw the suspicious glances exchanged around the campfires and heard the hushed arguments, but discipline held.No one dared draw a weapon against another.Not only because of General Vane's strict orders and the authority of Rurik, the clan leader, but also because of the two gigantic shadows moving