Chapter 104

• The alliance stronghold was a hive of activity, but the mood was tense, fraught with the urgency of looming disaster. Amara stood in the war room, listening intently as messengers delivered grim reports. Across the territories, rifts of unstable energy were tearing through the land, creating chaos in villages and outposts. The Harbinger’s corrupted artifact had unleashed a force that threatened to destabilize the fragile alliances Amara had worked so hard to forge.
• “Every report is the same,” one messenger said, his voice tight with worry. “The rifts appear without warning, releasing bursts of corrupted energy. It’s affecting the environment and people. Some warriors have even been driven into fits of rage.”
• Amara clenched her fists, her jaw tight. “How many rifts are active now?”