"Heroes are limited because they always have to do the right thing. But villains aren't restricted by their moral compasses."}
I raced through the night, the wind whipping against me as I pushed my speed to the limit. The moment my feet touched the outskirts of Kayne Land, a strange shift in the air made my senses go sharp. The army was close. Too close.
I didn't slow down. Instead, I moved faster, my heart pounding in my chest, until the familiar sight of home loomed ahead. The torches outside burned bright against the dark sky, but the tension in the air was thick, suffocating.
As I burst through the courtyard, I spotted Ma, pacing up and down, her hands clenched tightly. When her eyes landed on me, she let out a breath of relief and opened her arms wide. I rushed into her embrace, holding her tightly for a fleeting moment, as if to reassure her that I was here and safe. She pulled back, searching my face with worried eyes. "Is Tor safe?" she asked, her voice low but urgent.
