chapter 32

The confrontation with the Shadow Hunters escalates. The forest grows unnaturally silent, as though holding its breath. The weak campfire sputters, casting erratic shadows that twist and writhe across the trees. Patrick and Lily stand shoulder to shoulder, tension radiating between them as the cloaked figures encircle the camp. Grimalkin perches high on a branch, its golden eyes narrowing with interest.

leader of the shadow hunters

Leader of the Shadow Hunters (voice sharp, cutting through the silence) “Surrender now, and your end will be swift. Resist, and the forest will consume you.”

Lily steps forward, her hands glowing faintly with magic. Her voice is calm but carries a sharp edge.

lily

“You’ll find we don’t surrender easily. If you’re so eager to fight, then come at us.”

The leader’s masked face tilts slightly, as though appraising her. Patrick clenches his blade tighter, his knuckles white, his voice low and resolute.