Chapter 68 Silver Goddess

• They emerged from the tunnels as the sun reached its zenith; the full fury of war spread out before them like a living painting of violence and chaos. Fires burned in scattered locations across all three territories, and the air reeked of smoke, blood, and death. The sounds of battle had changed—less coordinated, more desperate, as if both sides had exhausted their initial strategies.
• Bobby surveyed the battlefield with tactical eyes, noting the positions of the various forces and the flow of combat. The Crescent warriors held the western ravines but had taken heavy casualties. The Onyx Moon fortress showed signs of siege but remained intact. Samuel's rogues appeared to be regrouping near the neutral grounds, their formation centered around a figure that made Bobby's blood run cold.
• Samuel stood on a rise of ground that commanded a view of all three territories, his presence radiating an aura of power that felt fundamentally wrong. It pressed against Bobby's consciousness like oil on water, slick and poisonous and utterly alien to the natural order of pack dynamics.