Katina pulled the thick, fur-lined velvet cloak tighter around her shoulders as her black mare picked its way carefully down the steep mountain path. Beside her, Cassian rode in absolute, unnatural silence. The crimson-and-black banners of the North snapped violently in the gale behind them, carried by two hundred heavily armored Northern elite warriors who moved in double file, weapons unsheathed, faces set like cold iron.Below them, at the narrowest mouth of the pass, the landscape looked as if it had been struck by a terrible plague.Where the lush pine forests of the border usually stood, a sickening, translucent dome of shimmering purplish-black light curved across the earth, stretching three miles wide and anchoring itself deep into the bedrock. Beneath the barrier, ancient pine trees bled thick grey sap, the grass withered to black ash, and the air shimmered with visible distortion.At the edge of the dark barrier stood fifty figures draped in blood-red robes, the Council Enf
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