Caleb’s POV
I stood in the middle of the ruined kingdom, the stench of smoke and blood thick in the air. Buildings lay in rubble. Fires flickered among shattered walls, casting long, chaotic shadows. My dark energy lingered like a haze around me. The battlefield was mine—or it should have been.
I raised my head and looked at the moon. Pale, cold, and distant. I sneered. “So this is the Moon Goddess,” I said aloud, loud enough to echo over the broken streets. “All this power, and this is the army she sends? Weak, pathetic wolves. Pathetic.”
The wind carried my words across the battlefield. “I expected more. A real challenge. Not this handful of scrappy, useless fighters.” My claws clenched. “Where is your power? Where is your force? You call yourself a goddess? Ha!”
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