Chapter 24
The sky turned gold. Not from sunlight or fire, but from wings. Hundreds of massive dragons tore through the clouds, their bodies cutting across the battlefield as if the sky itself had been claimed. Their scales gleamed like molten metal, reflecting waves of light across the mountains, and the sound of their wings rolled through the valley like distant thunder that refused to fade. For the first time since the battle began, the hunter dragons hesitated, their red eyes flickering as they turned toward the incoming swarm.
