jagged bolts of dark lightning that crackled across the sky.
The packs charged across the desolate battlefield, their howls blending into a thunderous war cry that reverberated against the ominous walls of the Lycan King's fortress. Shadow beasts surged forward in an unrelenting tide, their grotesque forms illuminated by the Aurora stood at the center of the chaos, her silver hair whipping in the wind, her hands glowing faintly with the Pact's energy. She struck down a beast with a surge of light, but the strain on her body was growing evident.
"Stay close!" Cassian shouted, cutting through a shadow beast that lunged at her flank. He turned to her, his face streaked with dirt and blood. "Aurora, you're pushing yourself too hard."
"I have no choice," she said, her voice firm but laced with exhaustion. "They need me."
The packs fought valiantly, their coordination impressive despite the mounting casualties. Erya led his moon wolves with unparalleled ferocity, their luminous forms weaving through the battlefield like spectral warriors. Yet, the sheer number of enemies began to weigh heavily on the wolves' forces, forcing them into defensive positions.
As the battle raged, Aurora's thoughts drifted to the vision Solara had shown her the Heart of Solara shattering, and the world plunging into chaos. The image was a constant weight on her mind, one she could no longer ignore.
"I saw it break," she admitted to Cassian during a brief reprieve. "The Heart. If that happens, everything we've fought for will be gone."
Cassian gripped her shoulders, his eyes fierce. "Then we won't let it happen. Whatever it takes, we'll stop him-together."
Before Aurora could respond, the earth trembled beneath them. A deafening roar shook the air as the fortress gates creaked open, and an enormous shadow began to emerge. The packs fell silent, their collective dread palpable.
A massive construct lumbered out of the gates, its body a grotesque amalgamation of stone and shadow, pulsating with the corrupted energy of the Heart of Solara. Crimson runes glowed along its limbs, and its eyes burned with malevolent intent. The construct let out a guttural roar, swiping at the wolves with colossal arms, scattering their ranks like leaves in a storm.
Aurora's heart sank as the construct's immense power became evident. "It's tied to the Heart," she whispered, her voice barely audible over the chaos.
Cassian's grip on his weapon tightened. "We need a new plan. Now."noveldrama