Chapter 59 Enemies Falling

• ChapteR 60
• The night air crackled with anxiety. The ground beneath Moonveil was soaked in blood, and the smell of death stuck to the battlefield like an unshakable ghost. Kieran stood at the heart of the chaos, his golden eyes scanning the damage. The rogues had pushed them to the brink, but they would not fall without a fight.
• “We strike now, or we die here,” Kieran growled, holding his blade tighter. His voice carried over the roaring wind, gathering the fighters who still stood by his side.