Chapter 25: Training the marked
The Council training center was nothing like the old facility. Instead of a converted warehouse, they’d built something new—a campus […]
The Council training center was nothing like the old facility. Instead of a converted warehouse, they’d built something new—a campus […]
The cabin was everything Kaelen had promised. Perched on a hillside overlooking a valley, surrounded by pine trees and morning
The journey back to the city took three days. Three days of slow travel, constant breaks, and watching everyone process
The rift was sealed, but they weren’t done. Liana collapsed the moment the power stopped flowing, every muscle in her
Dawn broke over the Deadlands like a wound. The sky bled red and purple, and at the center of the
They reached the Deadlands at sunset. The landscape was exactly as its name suggested—barren, lifeless, wrong. Nothing grew here. The
The Void attacked early. They were two hours from the Deadlands when the sky split open. Not over the city—directly
The Oracle arrived on the third day. Nobody had summoned her. She simply appeared at the monastery gates—an ancient woman
The decision to evacuate came suddenly. Intel suggested the Void was preparing something massive—a coordinated assault that would make the
Liana woke wrapped in silver light. Not metaphorical. Actual light—emanating from her mark, pulsing in rhythm with her heartbeat, bright