The Alpha’s Fated Outcast: Rise Of The Moonsinger

Chapter 313

Chapter 313 313: Awakening...

313 Awakening...

Lyla

As we approached the Northern side of the wall, I could see a few of the Ferals had reached the gates, but my own Ferals were holding them back. Behind them, three big Trinax stood quietly, observing.

My elite warriors – the twenty warriors specially trained to fight alongside a Moonsinger formed a tight circle around me the moment I arrived. Killian came to me immediately.

"Orders, Moonsinger?" he asked.

I assessed the situation as quickly as I could. Fighting them head-on with twenty people and a handful of our Ferals would be suicide, even with my powers. I needed at least ten minutes without interruption to get my powers up and running. I needed to reduce their number at least.

"Get me to a higher ground," I decided. "I need a clear line of sight to as many Ferals as possible."

Killian pointed to a watchtower that still stood near the gate. "There."

"Perfect."

We fought our way through the chaos, my guards forming an impenetrable barrier around me and Nanny. Twice we were nearly overwhelmed by Ferals, but each time my guards drove them back with their special crystal weapons.

When we reached the tower, I climbed quickly to the observation platform. From here, I could see the full horror of what we faced. The Dark One's army covered the entire horizon—Ferals, Trinax, and other creatures I couldn't even name.

"Nanny," I said urgently, "I need your strength for this."

She nodded, knowing what I meant. As a high priestess, she could channel energy to me, supporting my voice as I worked.

I closed my eyes, centring myself despite the battle raging below. Then I began to sing—not the gentle healing melody I'd used in the ritual, but something wilder, as always, I didn't know these lyrics. All I had to do prior was to imagine what I wanted to bring to life, and the lyrics came.

awakening, designed to reach

flowing into me, strengthening my voice. Below, the nearest Ferals paused in their

Killian murmured in

turned their heads toward the tower, all six eyes fixing on me with what felt like hatred. Before I could guess their next

shouted to my Elite

couldn't stop singing. The song was working—dozens of Ferals were already standing down, their red eyes were slowly turning normal.

the base of the tower and began to climb, their giant claws tearing through stone and wood. The tower tilted under the new weight, but I couldn't stop either. I could

we need to move!" Nanny

responding now, turning away

Trinaxes climbed higher. It was only feet away from me when a massive shape slammed into it from the side—Ramsey in war form, nearly as

battling the monster alone. More Ferals were turning, some

the entrance of the gate. I had Terra work on drawing a ceremonial circle for you, just like how we did before the ritual. Are you

this one even larger than the first. The structure wouldn't survive another

singing, even as tears streamed down my face at the sight of Ramsey battling the monster alone. More Ferals were turning, some now actively

this one even larger than the first. The structure wouldn't survive

the gate. I had Terra work on drawing a ceremonial circle for you, just like how we did before the

understanding immediately. The circle was designed to amplify a

ring around us as we fought our way back through the chaos toward the entrance of the White Mountain Region. The battle had spread throughout the entrance now, with our warriors

all my singing, making it easier for the warriors

ceremonial circle, I was shocked to find

to come here," Kieran explained. "The circle is the

hold the

our lives," he

took my position in the centre of the circle, Nanny beside me. The former Ferals and my

with blue light, channelling my voice outward in waves of visible energy. I could feel my song reaching every corner of White Mountain territory, touching every

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