Chapter 110 The Fading Howl
- The night did not end.
- But it changed.
- Lucy noticed it first in what was missing. Not in sound, but in absence—the way the shelter no longer flinched every hour, the way guards stopped tightening their grips on weapons at every distant echo. The endless night still pressed against the city, thick and unbroken, but the howls that once tore through it had thinned, stretched, then fallen silent one by one.