EMERGENCE: The Subnatural Chronicles
His aura pulses, loyalty a beacon, and Aelys nods, her eyes meeting mine, a spark of determination.
Before we can advance, a rift pulses, its void roaring, and rogue keepers emerge—three, their lunar marks half-black, their blades glowing with Overveil-touched energy, their auras storms of light and shadow. “Convergence,” their leader snarls, voice edged with chaos, “the city’s ours. Theryn sends their regards.” Their blades slash, void clashing with light, and the forest trembles, vines wilting.
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