Tamed by the Blind Alpha King
Claws met black silver, shadow magic battled anti-mana fields, and the desperate roars of shifters bounced off the high granite walls.
From the upper courtyard balcony, Queen Aurelia stepped forward, her golden cloak flowing around her like liquid sun. Though her body was still recovering from Malakor’s siphon coils, her ancient royal aura remained unyielding. She raised her pale hands, channeling her remaining solar mana into a brilliant dome of golden light that enveloped the allied defenders.