Serena ran out of the portal, glowing gold.
The camp had become a slaughterhouse.
Dark Fae moved through the tents. Black magic dripped from their fingers, leaving soldiers screaming.
One Fae crouched over a fallen warrior, its face splitting open to reveal rows of needle-thin teeth. Another dragged a mage by the throat, claws sunk deep, dark tendrils crawling into the mage's eyes.
"Get her. She is the one," a Dark Fae commander called, speaking in High Orosian.
Another portal opened, and out ran Gavriel, Fin, Dexmon, Aeron, and Hyran.
From the sky, a Dark Fae stood on a water dragon blowing a horn.
Gav looked up to see the rift, now large enough to fit a castle. A Dark Fae army was marching through.
"Well," Gav said, staring. "That's aggressive."
Serena ran towards it at Alpha speed.
"Serena," Fin was already running after her, teeth gritted.
Velkaris roared glowing gold, and flew parallel to her close to the ground as she ran. She jumped on his back.
