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The battle dragged on, but as the first hints of dawn streaked the sky, Fenrir's forces began to retreat. Cassian stood in the clearing, his chest heaving as blood dripped from a gash on his shoulder. His wolf form, battered and bruised, reflected the toll of the fight. Nathan approached cautiously, his own injuries visible. "They're pulling back," he said, his voice hoarse. "But this wasn't just an attack. Fenrir was testing us."

Cassian shifted back into his human form, wincing as he rolled his shoulder. "And now he knows how far he can push."

"Next time, he won't hold back," Nathan said grimly.

them, littered with the remnants of the night's battle. The cost had been high-too high-but there was no time to dwell on it. Fenrir would come again, and the next strike would be worse. Aurora sat in the central hall, her hands trembling as

watchful. "He'll come back," she said softly,

her eyes filled

type to give up. If he's still breathing,

his presence filling the room. Relief flooded Aurora as she rushed to him, her hands hovering over his bloodied arm. "You're

exhaustion in his eyes. "Fenrir's forces are retreating.

"And what happens when

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