Chapter 112: Threads That Bleed

The First Strike

The Folded did not scream when they attacked.

They sang.

Low, wordless tones that echoed through the canyon like ancient prayers. As they moved, their branded runes glowed brighter—tightening around their skin like chains made of light.

Sera watched from the ridgeline, runes flicke...

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