Chapter 180
The battlefield erupted in chaos as Aurora confronted the Lycan King at the heart of his shadowed army. His massive, corrupted form loomed over her, his eyes glowing with malevolent light. His voice echoed across the field, deep and twisted.
“You think your fragile bond can defeat me?” he sneered. “The Pact is mine, and soon, so is your child.”
Aurora gripped the enchanted blade tightly, its warmth seeping into her hand as if offering reassurance. “You’ve corrupted enough,” she said, her voice ringing with defiance. “It ends here.”
The Lycan King lunged, his claws slashing through the air with brutal force. Aurora sidestepped, the blade slicing through his shadowed aura and leaving a trail of light in its wake. The ground beneath them cracked and splintered, the collision of their powers rippling across the battlefield.
Cassian and the wolves fought fiercely to hold back the shadow beasts, their howls of determination rising above the din of battle. Blood and sweat mingled as the pack gave everything they had to keep the darkness at bay.
Aurora and the Lycan King circled each other, their attacks growing more ferocious with each exchange. The Pact’s energy flowed through her, illuminating her strikes and shielding her from his shadow magic. But the strain was immense, and she could feel the toll it was taking on her body.
“You’re strong,” the Lycan King admitted, his tone laced with mockery. “But strength alone won’t save you. The Pact will consume you, just as it consumed me.”
“I’m not like you,” Aurora retorted, unleashing a burst of light that sent him staggering back.
The Lycan King roared, his form swelling with corrupted energy. Shadows coiled around him, forming jagged spikes that lashed out toward Aurora. She raised the blade, its enchanted light slicing through the darkness, but the effort left her gasping for breath.
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What happened to Matthew...
HOW MANY TIMES CAN THE BATTLE END NOW, HERE, OR TONIGHT?...