Chapter 60
The sky cracked at dawn.
Not from thunder.Not from magic.
But from the pressure of two flames awakening—ancient, opposite, and bound by a war that had never truly ended.
Kael—no, Caedros—stood in the heart of the Fleshbound Kingdom, violet fire coiling gently from his palms.
He wasn't fully transformed, not yet.
But the power within him had awakened enough to rattle the balance of the world.
And Valtheron knew it.
Eliendara stood across from him, dressed in the robes of the Flamebearer, the True Crown pulsing on her brow.
She stared into Kael's eyes, hoping to find the boy who had fought beside her… but now there was more.
Something deeper.Older.Wounded.
And she didn't know if it loved her.
Ravien arrived breathless.
"They've breached the wards."
"Who?" Caedros asked, voice calm.
Ravien swallowed. "Valtheron's shadowborn. Thousands of them. They're not just soldiers—they're devourers. Flame means nothing to them."
Caedros raised a single hand.
The air twisted.
A ripple of violet fire surged across the distant plain—where it stopped the shadowborn in their tracks. Not burning them.
Erasing them.
The council gasped.
Matira dropped to her knees. "No mortal should carry that flame."
"He's not mortal," Ravien whispered.
Eliendara stepped forward. "You can stop them without killing everything. Right?"
Caedros looked at her… but didn't answer.
Outside, Valtheron approached the gates—not in form, but in flame. His presence bled through the earth like poison.
From his mouth, a whisper:
"Come, Caedros. Let us finish what you fled from."
Kael's jaw clenched. He turned back to Eliendara.
"Once I step into this… I don't know what I'll become."
She stared at him, eyes shimmering.
"Then let me step with you."
They walked side by side toward the gates, bloodfire flaring.
One born of forgotten power.
One crowned by destiny, but burning by choice.
And ahead of them stood a god who had never known fear—
Until now.
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Valtheron enters the battlefield—not as shadow, but as storm.
Eliendara and Caedros must face him side by side…
But in the clash of ancient flames,even love may not survive.