Chapter 59 – Reckoning Flames

Smoke hung thick in the mountain air like a curtain drawn between worlds. Below, the battlefield was strewn with the bodies of the fallen—shifters, warlocks, and creatures born of corruption. The night had turned into something far more ancient than darkness. It was a reckoning. Kael stood at the center of it all, blood trickling from a deep gash along his shoulder. The Blade of Oryn pulsed faintly in the dirt beside him, its energy spent, but its legacy burning on his skin. The Alpha’s new mark, forged in magic and defiance, still shimmered on his palm.