Chapter 82

• Jaxon's POV
• Standing with my warriors training in the fields, my thoughts were filled by the message I had just received. There was much tension in the air, the ominous hint in the winds, put me on edge. Morgath's name had always been a bad sign, but this time, it felt different. There was a deeper unease it brought along with it settling in my chest.
• The cloaked figure had appeared so silently, as though part of the night itself. Handing me the scroll with Morgath's seal, I knew I couldn't ignore it. It was more than just a message; it was a summons. And Morgath, that twisted sorcerer, never summoned without expecting something in return.