A Packless Luna
This is about ending it
The ground shakes slightly beneath us as a deeper presence pushes into the battlefield, something heavier, something colder, something that makes even the strongest hesitate
I feel it immediately
My body goes still for just a second
Because I know that presence
I turn slowly
And there he is
Elder Magnus
Standing at the edge of the battlefield like he owns it, like he always has, his gaze locking onto mine with that same calm, calculating expression that has haunted everything I have learned
Everything I have lost
“So,” he says, his voice carrying easily despite the chaos, “the last of them still stands”
My grip tightens, my entire body going cold and sharp at the same
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