The cavern collapsed back into normal reality.

Marina stood in Bloodfang territory with Silvain beside her and their daughters still sleeping peacefully in her arms. Around them, hundreds of wolves materialized, all looking dazed and confused.

Most didn't remember Obsidian. The First Wolf's erasure had been complete, removing him from their memories as if he'd never existed. They remembered the plague, the attacks, the conspiracy, but couldn't recall who had orchestrated it all.

Only Marina carried the weight of his memory. Felt the absence of the Shadow King like a missing tooth, tongue constantly finding the empty space.

"What happened?" Thornwhisper approached, her expression bewildered. "I remember confessing my sins,...