POV: Xavier

Ravencrest smiled, showing fangs. "Meet your opponents, wolves. Malakai, six hundred years of battlefield experience. Seraphine, dhampir witch who's killed more wolves than you've met in your lifetime. And The Silent One, who hasn't spoken in three centuries. The last time he fought wolves, forty-seven died. Good luck."

He laughed and retreated with his champions.

"We're going to die," Luna said quietly beside me.

"Maybe," I replied. "But we'll die fighting for what's right. That counts for something."

The Oracle appeared, gesturing for us to follow her. "Come. I have much to teach you and very little time to do it."

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The training was brutal. The Oracle...