Chapter 10
The Looming Threat
A tangible danger, hinted at in the prophecy, begins to manifest, forcing Aris to accelerate his efforts to unite the wary factions.
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The air in the valley grew heavy, not with the usual scent of damp earth and pine, but with a strange, metallic tang that pricked at Aris’s senses. It was a smell that whispered of things unnatural, of disruptions in the quiet rhythm of the orc lands. Grak, his brow furrowed like the bark of an ancient tree, had felt it too. The old orc’s gaze, usually steady and deep, darted towards the jagged peaks that ringed their valley, his
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