THE ALPHA'S LOST HEIR
Scattered around the frozen lake, eerily still, were dozens of figures.
Not husks, but wolves, frozen in mid-stride, their bodies encased in thin, clear ice, their eyes wide with fear and silent screams. Sentinels of the Heartstone, frozen by the very corruption it held. The enemy had reached it, and laid claim.
The path to the Heartstone was clearer than ever. But it was guarded by a frozen testament to their power.
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