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Jael moved through the chaos like a shadow. He didn't use a shield. He used his instinct. As a Reaper lunged, its mandibles dripping with caustic bile, Jael stepped inside its guard. He drove a bone-handled knife—a relic of his people—into the soft joint beneath its primary lung.

In that heartbeat, Jael had a choice. He could let the Empire’s heir fall and watch the world burn in the chaos that followed. Or he could save the woman who might actually be a worthy Queen, even if she wore the crown of his oppressors.

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The heat did not just bake; it suffocated. Jael Crowfeeder wiped a mixture of sweat and iron-scented dust from his brow, his fingers lingering on the scar that ran like a jagged lightning bolt down his temple. Around him, the camp of the Imperial Legion hummed with the nervous energy of men who knew they were likely to die before the moon turned. "Crowfeeder!" a voice barked.

The beast shrieked, a sound that vibrated in Jael's very marrow. But as it fell, he saw it: a treasonous knife, held by one of Larika’s own guards, rising toward the Princess-General’s back while she was occupied with a monster. Jael moved through the chaos like a shadow

That night, under a sky of bruised purple, the attack came. It wasn't just a Reaper; it was a tide of them, their chitinous shells shimmering like obsidian. General Larika stood at the center of the line, her gold-engraved armor a beacon of defiance.

"It’s a Sand-Reaper," Jael said quietly, his voice like grinding stones. "I can smell the sulfur on the wind. Your scouts are lucky to be alive." As a Reaper lunged, its mandibles dripping with

Valerius sneered, his hand resting on a polished pommel that had never seen a real beast’s blood. "Just do what you’re conscripted for, savage. Hunt it, or I’ll feed you to it myself."