Chapter 247
Elsewhere on the battlefield, Shae, Bron, and Shin regrouped. Their breaths came heavy, their bodies worn, but their spirits remained steady.
They had carved their way through the remnants of the beast horde, determined to clear the field of every last monster before the true nightmare descended.
Because they all knew the truth: this war wouldn't end with the beasts.
The real trial—the Dark Emissaries—was still ahead.
Silver Wing's voice broke the silence, his tone edged with grim certainty.
"…It seems we don't get to prepare. One of them is already heading this way."
The words froze the trio in place.
Unlike Elexa's group, who had never directly clashed with a Dark Emissary, Shae, Bron, and Shin knew exactly what those names meant. They had faced death beneath their hands before.
The scars still lingered—the ambush on Serenya, the cruel games of Freak Eye, the brutal strength of Metallo. Back then, they had barely crawled away with their lives.
