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Part 2 Eldric's hand shot up. The command was silent: a fist raised, fingers tight…

Part 3 They never reached the outcrop. The Grukmar came from the right flank. Exactly…

Part 4 The fight ended. Not with victory—with retreat. The Grukmar pulled back…

Part 5 They didn't stop until dusk. The camp was makeshift—barely more than a clearing…

Part 1 | The Pressure Dulint hadn't slept properly in six days. Not since the body. Not…

Part 2 The argument started over a stream crossing. They'd been following the game…

Part 3 Maris started bleeding at midday. Not a nosebleed this time. Blood from her ears…

Part 4 Dulint found Balin at the watch point, sitting on a flat rock with his sword…

Part 5 They'd outrun the hunters. Barely. The morning found them in a clearing where…

Part 5 | The Changed Bond Balin stopped laughing at Dulint's stories three days ago…