Chapter 3 – The Wolf Pack
The exiles no longer survive. They hunt.
Under the gaze of the Shadow Wolf, the pack becomes an army.
Bjorn, brutal strength.
Sigra, sharp mind.
Eirik, the strategist of silence.
In the rain and mud, they weave their first legend.
A perfect ambush: sunken traps, blades between branches, arrows from the mist.
The kingdom trembles. Not because of defeat…
but because of the invisible rising in the woods.
While his people celebrate, Eirik does not smile.
He looks at the horizon. He knows this is not revenge.
It is only the beginning.
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