*Rhys*

My worst fears were realized as I joined Saoirse at the window to watch the calamity unfolding directly below my war room's window.

Despair threaded its cold fingers around my heart.

In the courtyard below, the monstrous Pyroth towered over my men, their faces mirrored terror and intended surrender.

Next to the dragon lord, Axeureon lay crumpled at his feet, severely wounded and seemingly dazed because he didn’t even try to acknowledge us. He most ...