The sky above Eldoria had never looked like this before. The once-clear blue was now replaced by a deep, crimson hue, casting a bloody glow over the land. It was the first time since the Forsaken War that the sky had burned with such intensity. Lightning cracked sideways, like veins of fire splitting the heavens, while the earth beneath them quaked, sending ripples through the ground.

Caitlyn stood at the edge of the camp, watching the storm roll in, her heart racing with the weight of the moment. The First Wolf’s presence was unmistakable—his power was rising, clawing its way toward the surface. But he had not arrived yet. The...