For the past week, the beasts in the north had been strangely quiet.
There was no clear reason for it, and not even Alaric or Cael could explain why the usual attacks had suddenly stopped. Patrols returned safely, and no new alarms were raised.
What they did not know was that the real reason had nothing to do with strategy or luck,
it was because of Soren.
Soren's healing power was far stronger than anyone realized that some High Priests could and would even call it divine. His magic naturally spread around him without him being aware of it, slowly cleansing parts of the north just by his presence.
This weakened the corruption that fueled the beasts and caused them to calm down. The only thing his power could not fully purify was the strange liquid substance that existed in the land, the same substance that drove the beasts into a frenzy.
And there was another secret no one knew, not even Soren himself.
