Chapter 97 The Name Of The End

• They noticed it first in the villages along the western frontier. Wolves woke without remembering their own names. They knew who they were. But their names — spoken aloud, written in stone, engraved on pack talismans — had vanished. Cassandra returned from the outpost at Dawnmarch with trembling hands.
• “I watched a warrior look into the mirror and forget himself in real time. He spoke his name — then flinched like it had burned him. When I asked him again…” she hesitated, “…he said he didn’t deserve one.”
• Lucy listened from the Flame Council chamber, heart pounding. Elira’s gaze darkened. “This isn’t the Hollow. This is something older.”