Chapter 10: Separated
[: 3rd POV :]
The sun had barely risen, yet the wind still carried the scent of scorched soil and shattered armour from the battle that had ended mere hours ago.
The silence was heavy...but almost holy as Daniel knelt in the aftermath, held gently in Caelira’s arms, surrounded by the warmth of those who still stood by him.
But that silence was shattered.
Like a blade splitting the world in half.
A tear in space opened above the horizon, ripping through the sky like paper set aflame—and from it descended an army unlike any mortal had ever seen.
First came the Knights of the Black Zenith, their obsidian armour pulsing with dark blessings.
Then came the Guardians of the Eternal Flame, cloaked in crimson fire, weapons forged from cursed stars.
Then the Ash Protectors, the deathless champions of the Velroth Lineage.
And at the centre of it all... stood he.
Velroth, the Lord of Ash.
He stepped down from the void as if gravity bowed to him.