The victory at the Red River had secured the northern frontier and cleared the southern valley road. By nightfall, the entire Frostfang war host—four hundred armored Lycan infantry, eighty dire wolf shock-troops, and sixty mounted huntresses—had encamped in the vast snow-covered meadow beneath the ramparts of the river fortress. Hundreds of roaring campfires illuminated the frozen plains, casting dancing golden light across thousands of iron spears and shields stacked in…
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