The Lunar Legacy
Boulder roared, his tawny fur a blur, his jaws snapping at a sentinel, the ice cracking, the frost dusting his fur, the valley a battlefield, the chill a test of their bond.
Lila sketched another rune on the ground, her hazel eyes sharp with focus, her voice steady, the blue glow illuminating her face, the frost dusting her cloak, the wind howling through the valley, the sentinels closing in, the valley a battlefield, the chill a constant threat. “Sam, the spire—it’s powering them!” she called, her charcoal stick glinting in the blue glow, the rune flaring with silver light, the frost melting around it, the spire’s hum a deafening thrum, the valley a battlefield, their bond a warmth in the c
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