CHAPTER 40 : THE GATHERING SHADOWS

The weight of the Abyssal Crown rested heavily on Zavian’s brow as he stood before the council gathered in the ancient hall of Ironvale. Flickering torchlight cast long shadows on stone walls carved with the history of kings long past—kings who had faced darkness and prevailed.

“The Wyrm has been c...

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