C390 KNEELING TO THE LIGHT

"He isn't coming back as the boy you knew, Elara," Damon said, his voice echoing against the high stone walls of the Alpha Keep. He adjusted his grip on the massive spear, his knuckles white. Above them, the sky was a bruised red, stained by the rising moon. "Look at the horizon. That isn't just a march. That is an execution."

Elara stood beside him at the main gate