The Lycan King Eclipse

he underbrush, their movements quick and furtive. The air was thick with the earthy scent of damp

attuned to the world around him. Each scent and sound painted a vivid picture of the terrain, a skill honed

confidence of someone used to traveling dangerous paths, though Eryndor could hear the subtle hitch in her breathin

thing," Eryndor said witho

. "I've told you enough. Your people are dying, and you're th

sharp. "No one comes to free a monste

a king-a ruler who was betrayed and left to rot while the world fell apart. If you're asking whethe

adable. "Your reasons will come to light eventu

at his senses. Something-or someone-was nearby. He followed the trail with purpose, weaving through the tre

the center lay a body-a young Lycan, his form frozen mid-shift. The faint shimmer of fur on his

er gaze darting around the cl

he body, his claws gently tracing the deep gashes on the Lyca

ing on the hilt of her dagger. "If they're hunting

et, his expression dar

ere cut off by the sudden s

ehind him as a silver-tipped arrow whizzed past, embedding itself in a tree trunk.

e said, his voice

her eyes scanning th

ou to handle al

eather armor, each carrying weapons designed to kill Lycans-crossbows loaded with silver bo

dripping with mockery. "The Lycan King

to a snarl. "You should'

his crossbow. "This is g

is claws slicing through the man's weapon before he had a chance

im light. Eryndor was a whirlwind of fury, his strength and speed overwhelming his e

moved with surprising agility, her strikes precise and deliberate. Though she wa

blade. She sidestepped his attack, driving her dagger into his side. H

current opponent with a savage swipe, then turned his attention to the hunter advanc

yes blazed as he stepped toward them, his presence a force of nature. "L

ng into the forest, their leader among the dead. Eryndo

ree, catching her breat

ryndor said, his tone

replied, wiping her d

said. "They'll lead us to the

're not worried ab

wounds to regroup tonight," he sa

in step beside him as they left the clearing. The scent of blood still linger

ng if this human might be mor