Chapter 10: Echoes of a Broken Symphony

The alliance, fragile as spun glass, began its work. Joint patrols were established along the perceived front of the approaching "Blight." The air was thick with a hostility more palpable than the strange, metallic scent carried on the wind from the north. Sunflare and Shadowmoon warriors moved in wary coordination, their interactions limited to terse, necessary commands. I threw myself into the logistics, using my authority as Luna to ensure our people were as prepared as possible. It was a...