Chapter 48 The Gaze Of The Blinded World

• The screams from the human settlement still echoed in Elara’s mind as she and Lucian rushed back to the Grand Plain, the urgency in their strides mirroring the frantic reports from their scouts. The Shadow Weaver’s latest provocation had been devastatingly effective. Human fear, already simmering, had boiled over.
• "They're deploying drones," Kael reported, his voice grim as he pointed to the sky where the faint hum of unseen machinery could be heard. "Heat signatures, thermal imaging. They're searching. And they're getting closer to our main encampment."
• The Grand Plain, once a symbol of unity, now felt like a cage. Thousands of wolves, gathered in preparation for a war with an ancient evil, found themselves exposed to a far simpler, yet equally dangerous, threat: human fear.