Chapter 112: The Battle of Unmaking

The Void-Walker did not arrive with a roar.

It arrived with absence.

One moment, the valley beyond Nightshade’s outer ridge stood whole—snow-dusted stone, pine trees groaning under winter’s weight, the low murmur of warriors bracing themselves. The next, something missing tugged at the edges of perception, like a word forgotten mid-sentence.

Then the erasing began.

A veteran warrior staggered, blinking in confusion. His sword slipped from his ...