W.I.L.D.
The army froze instinctively, wolves crouching, dragons lowering their wings, witches murmuring protective wards, and vampires tensing, their senses sharp for the first sign of danger.
Charlie stepped forward, his hands already tracing complex runes in the air, muttering under his breath. “Ah, yes. Classic Shadowcraft. This is a ward designed to detect emotional energy, especially the kind that pulses from bonded mates. It’s… insidious. It won’t harm the strong physically, but it can disorient and separate if triggered incorrectly.”
Nalia’s phoenix wings flared as she hovered, inspecting the shimmering barrier. “So we can’t just rush it. We have to… guide ourselves through, carefully.”
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