Chapter 6429

By the time dawn approached, the last traces of night over the Northern Marches Wastelands had fully faded.

The twin uncanny moons still hung in the sky—one silver, one red.

Their cold light cut downward like blades.

Inside the principal hall of the Celestial Alliance, that pale radiance slanted through carved skylights and fell in a straight beam across the flagstone floor.

It struck the ground like frost.

And it struck just as hard across two battered figures standing beneath it.