Three months prior, the remnants of the Elven resistance had made their final stand at the Weeping Gates. The Obsidian King’s legions had broken through. Kaelen’s twin sister, Lyra, lay bleeding out on the cold stone, her life leaking into the cracks. The healers were dead. The magic of the Grove was gone.
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