Chapter 8: The Chasm of Silence

The chaotic symphony of battle faded into a grim, weary quiet. The immediate threat of the sorcerers had been repelled, thanks in no small part to the unexpected, temporary alliance between the Vampire and Lycan forces. The arena floor was a tableau of destruction, littered with the fallen—some sorcerer, some not. The air hung heavy with the smells of blood, ozone, and spent magic. Lycan and I still stood back-to-back, our breathing slowly returning to normal. The synergistic energy that had...