Chapter 92 Kane’sChoice

　　Third Person POV 　　The battlefield still shook with war cries and steel. The dust hadn’t settled—not even close. The air was thick with the stench of blood, sweat, and something darker—something ancient. The earth bore the scars of the battle, deep claw marks and pools of crimson staining its once-pristine surface. 　　Caitlyn stood over broken ground, her fingers smeared with blood that wasn’t all hers. Bree and the exiled wolves were still locked in brutal combat with the Forsaken creatures. Selene was casting shields for fallen fighters, her energy flickering like a dying star, her breaths labored as exhaustion threatened to pull her under. And Kane—her son—stood beside her now, his body trembling, his power unstable, the very earth pulsing around him as if responding to the storm within him. 　　Then, the sky split. 　　A second shadow rose. 　　From the heart of the battlefield, the ashes where the Forsaken King had been banished— 　　They moved. 　　Screamed. 　　Twisted into something worse