Chapter 107 Into The Heart

• The ridge gave way beneath their feet—the cut of an ancient path opening where the earth remembered the last time a true heir walked this soil. Lucia moved first, the heat of two Flames wrapping around her like armor; Kelvin followed, a living shield of muscle and instinct. Ronald, Abby and Malcolm fell into place like weathered oarsmen: steady, precise, ready.
• Behind them the war still raged. Revenant’s forces pressed the flanks, dark figures tearing at the edges of the light. His presence loomed at the battlefield’s center like a black star; Kaelith rode close beside him on a terrible drake, crimson tattoos smeared with ash, her spear glinting and her eyes hard as frozen embers.
• The earlier hesitation in the Eclipsed’s ranks had not lasted. Revenant’s will reasserted itself; where the Fourth’s pulse had pushed, he found new ways to bend and counter. Now he tested the tide.