The interior of the Great Hall was suspended in a tableau of frozen terror. Alpha Korvin stood upon the steps of the high dais, his two-handed executioner's axe raised above Alpha Rowan’s bared neck, his yellow eyes wide with sudden, superstitious dread as the golden light filled the room. Rowan knelt upon the bloody stones, his obsidian armor shattered, three arrows protruding from his body, his head bowed, waiting for…
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