C25 The trail of shadows

The cavern pulsed with Malrick’s shadows, dark tendrils slithering across the ground like living chains. Wolves cowered, some dropping to their knees without meaning to, as if their very blood recognized the weight of his power.

Lucas rose slowly, every muscle screaming, Zoe still cradled against him. He set her gently into Vashti’s arms, his fire guttering low but refusing to die