The days after sealing Kael back felt like we could finally breathe again, like a weight had been lifted from our chests.
One Primordial was down and trapped. Two were left free in the world. Vira and Tharok still walked the earth, but we had proven we could fight them. We had hope now, small and fragile, but real and alive in our hearts.
The pack worked hard during those precious days of relative peace. We trained every morning until our muscles ached. We healed the wounded who had survived the earlier battles. We held love circles every single night to keep the corruption out of our territory and out of our hearts. The light had to stay strong if we wanted to survive what was coming.
