Chapter 28 A New Dawn

28.1: The Price of Freedom

The first light of dawn crept over the horizon, washing the battlefield in hues of crimson and gold. The scent of blood still clung to the air, a grim reminder of the night's carnage. Lyra stood at the edge of the ruined valley, her golden eyes surveying the remnants of the battle that had reshaped the course of history

            
            

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