*Four minutes.*
The Shadow King's countdown echoed through our network as Stella's healing light continued to spread, but I could feel the approaching forces converging on our location with military precision. Through the corrupted threads she was trying to heal, I caught glimpses of shadow-wraiths moving into position, their forms barely visible against the twilight forest.
*Luna,* Marcus's voice came through clearer now, desperate and horrified, *I can see what I've done. The information I gave them, the people who died because of my reports... Oh God, what have I become?*
*You're still our friend,* I said firmly, even as part of me reeled from the scope of his betrayal. *And we're going to save you.*
*You can't save me. I'm inside their stronghold, surrounded by hundreds of shadow b
