Chapter ElevenIVARAThe ground didn’t just tremble anymore.It answered.Each step of the approaching army sent a pulse through the earth—low, deliberate, unified. Not chaos. Not mindless movement.Purpose.“They’re synchronizing,” Silas said quietly.---The Enemy RevealedI stepped forward, past the broken stone edge of the courtyard, ignoring the way Kael muttered something about “terrible survival instincts.”And then I saw them.Not scattered.Not wild.Rows.Lines.Perfect, terrifying alignment.Their eyes glowed faintly—some blue, some gold, some something… wrong. Veins lit beneath their skin like fractured lightning.“They’re not losing control,” I whispered.“No,” Silas said grimly. “They’ve already lost it.”---That distinction mattered.More than I wanted it to.---“Where’s Vane?” Kael asked.Silas scanned the horizon, expression dark.“He won’t lead from the front,” he said. “He’ll be watching.”“Of course he is,” Kael muttered. “Wouldn’t want to risk the genius.”---B
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