The Lycan King Eclipse
outside the meeting chamber. The muffled voices of the Vynar leaders echoed thro
with a quiet rage. His mind churned with possibilities, weighing the risks of s
m. They're planning something big, and you're at the center
've spent centuries waiting for this moment. They've betrayed me, my
ghtened on the hilt of her dagger, the blade gleaming faintly in the di
r eyes glowing faintly. "
. "It's practicality. If you die
acked warmth. "Stay close. If this go
as massive, its high ceiling adorned with ancient banners bearing the sigil of Vynar. The long table at the center was
thority as he addressed the group. "The king is our greatest threat, but also our greatest oppo
casting a shadow across the room. "You talk too
For a brief moment, shock rippled through the gather
rst. His hand went to the hilt of his s
. "Your domain? You're nothing but a usu
to the ground in their haste. Eryndor lunged forward, his movements swift and lethal
struck at the closest enemy. The room filled with th
had dared to resurrect the House of Vynar. He moved with predatory precisio
silver glow. Their blades clashed, the sound ringing out like a thunderc
his voice laced with fury. "We are the future.
g through his armor. "And you," he growled, "are not
im by the throat, lifting him off the ground with ease. "Tell me," he sa
ron grip. "You... You'll never stop it. The ritual
turned just in time to see a silver-tipped arrow streaking toward him. His r
e faced the new threat. More guards poured into th
uted, her voice cutti
the ground in a lifeless heap. The Lycan king tu
shing at an advancing guard. "We're out
heir movements perfectly in sync. Aria's speed and agility complemented Eryndor
rast to the heat of battle. Arrows whizzed past them as they sprinted towar
d to help Aria, pulling her up just as a guard's sword narrowly missed her ankle. Th
Eryndor said, h
fainter with every step. By the time they reached the safet
od dripped from a shallow wound on his shoulder, the
xamined the injury. "You'll live," she said, pul
," he said, his
d. Her focus remained on treating his
ls, her expression thoughtful. "The blood
the blood of a Lycan king. Under the light of the blood moon, they
ned. "And it's a
rimly. "We don't
returning. "Then we stop it. W
first genuine one she'd seen. "You're a stra
f," she shot back, a hint
ile alliance solidified between them. Together, they would face whatever came ne