Chapter 90 The Forsaken King’sWrath

　　Third Person POV 　　The air shifted. 　　As Caitlyn turned from Raymond’s side, the ground beneath her feet trembled once, then again, harder. A deep, thrumming vibration built from beneath the ruins of Eldoria, echoing through the stone and soil like the slow, monstrous heartbeat of something ancient. Cracks formed in the earth, splitting open like veins of darkness. Dust spiraled into the air, choking the battlefield with the scent of scorched earth and death. 　　Then, without warning, the land ruptured. 　　A jagged tear split the ruins apart, sending debris flying as a force unlike any they had ever known burst forth. The very air seemed to scream. A guttural, unearthly shriek cut through the battlefield—deeper than the Abyss Wolf’s roar, lower, more primal, vibrating through every bone and muscle. The sky overhead twisted into a blood-stained spiral, the fading glow of the Blood Moon pulsing like a wounded eye, casting eerie shadows upon the carnage below. 　　From the heart of the brok