The battlefield burned beneath a blood-red sky.Lyra’s breath caught instantly as heat and smoke slammed into her from every direction, the scent of ash thick enough to choke while distant screams echoed across ruined land.This wasn’t a vision.It felt real.Too real.Kael’s grip on her hand tightened sharply beside her.The bond surged with immediate horror.Not hers.His.Because he recognized this place.The realization hit Lyra painfully through the connection.Memory.A real one.Before either of them could speak, another explosion shattered somewhere nearby, shaking the ground beneath their feet while black shadows tore across the battlefield like living monsters.Wolves fought everywhere.Thousands of them.And losing.Lyra stared in shock at the destruction surrounding them— fallen soldiers, burning banners, entire mountains split apart by ancient magic.This was no ordinary war.This was annihilation.Kael looked frozen beside her.Not physically.Emotionally.The grief roll
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