Chapter 72 The Moon That Screams

• The mountain didn’t exist on any of the maps.
• Not the ancient vellum scrolls, nor the enchanted leyline etchings, nor even the lunar-charts drawn by MoonShadow seers. But it was there — tall, jagged, veiled in unnatural mist that shimmered under moonlight like blood against black silk. Mount Veylach.
• Lucy Hamilton stood at its base with a hand-picked team: Jacobs, Kael, Elira, Jessica, and three Bloodhowl scouts sworn to silence. Behind them, the wind howled in a language they did not know. But the mountain… it listened.