Chapter 46: The Waiting Shadows


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    The battlefield was silent.


    The city ruins stretched in every direction, the sky still tainted with Rift-born corruption.


    And in the distance—the dust was settling.


    But we didn’t know who had won.


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    The Resistance Watches


    From a hidden vantage point, Iris gripped her blades.


    Her knuckles were white, her breath controlled—but her tension was obvious.


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    "Tatsuya’s been fighting too long."


    Darius, standing like a stone sentinel, kept his eyes fixed on the battlefield.


    "He wanted this fight alone."


    "That doesn’t mean we leave him to die!" Raika snapped.


    Zephyr, arms crossed, spoke carefully. "If he lost… then we’re next."


    The words hung heavy in the air.


    Because the truth was simple—


    If Tatsuya didn’t get up, the resistance was as good as finished.


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    The Uncertain Aftermath


    A figure moved in the dust.


    Everyone tensed—weapons raised, spells prepared.


    Then a second shape lurched forward.


    One of them collapsed.


    And the other stood.


    The resistance held its breath.


    Who had fallen?


    And more importantly—


    Who was left standing?