Chapter 30: Of humans and monsters

Zander

I heard it before I saw it: the council chamber humming with voices, the sharp, metallic tang of worry that always lives in places where old power argues with new danger.

“They struck again,” someone said.

“They tore through our border like it was paper.” The complaints came fast, one atop another, fragments of fear that, when strung together, formed something larger than coincidence. But t