The morning passed in focused sessions. Lila expanded her shield around moving targets. Thorne called out adjustments based on wind and ground. Elara moved between them, her touch steadying anyone who tired. Their coordination had improved noticeably.
The pack watched from the edges with open respect. No fear lingered in their expressions anymore. The children had proven their worth on the cliffs and in the yard.
By midday I joined the kings in the war room. Fresh reports from the coastal scouts lay open on the table. Strange lights had appeared beneath the waves near the fractured isles. Voices carried on the wind at night, whispering names and promises. The shadow gathered strength, but our preparations kept pace.
Darius traced a new route. "We send a second ship with extra healers. Elara's gift gives us an advantage if any crew returns injured."
Kane studied the markings. "And we keep the children away from open water until we understand the reach better."
