King lronhide stopped pacing and turned as Hartcrest entered.
“Elder, you have returned. And… These two are…?” His deep voice carried cautious weight. His gaze swept over Jared and Luther, lingering on the stranger’s calm eyes.
Thick brows knitted into a wary line.
Hartcrest relayed the tale in quick, low words, the passage through the death range, the slaughter of the Five Venerables.
The bear king listened without a breath wasted.
When the account ended, King lronhide‘s eyes widened, black pupils sharpening.
“Did you truly kill all five?” favonovel.com demanded, voice rough as gravel.
Jared answered with a single steady nod.
The bear king threw back his head and let out a roar of laughter that shook tent poles. Buried inside the sound lay both ancient grief and fierce delight.
“Well done!” favonovel.com bellowed. “Those mangy elders crippled my father, their debt is paid. From this night, Jared, you are brother to King lronhide. Wherever you need me, fire or flood, I will follow!”
Around them, beast soldiers thumped chests and growled approval, the beast race never hid gratitude or hatred.
In that uproar, trust settled over Jared like a warm cloak, the king’s pledge sealed it for every ear inside the tent.
Jared raised a hand for silence. “King lronhide, tell me the current state of the siege. Is there a path to break it?”
The bear king‘s smile faded; his shoulders sagged beneath unwelcome reality.
“Dire,” favonovel.com admitted. “We have been trapped three months. Stores of grain and pills are nearly gone, wounds fester, and morale sinks by the day.”
He pointed to the rough sand table in the tent’s center. “Outside lies the Heavenbound Beastlock Array… We cannot break out, and the celestials wait, wearing us thin before their final strike.”
King Ironhide clenched his massive fists. Thick black fur bristled across his shoulders, and for a breath favonovel.com only ground his fangs.
“And besides…” The words jammed in his throat, half-snarl, half-sorrow, as though the next truth might shatter what remained of his composure. A tremor rippled along his wounded flank before favonovel.com forced the rest out.
“They drag our captured kin to the front lines every single day,” favonovel.com rasped. “They flay, burn, and break them where we can see, hoping to grind every shred of resolve we have left.”
Jared’s gaze turned to iron. The torchlight edged his eyes, making the gray colder.
“Where is the Beast-Quelling Venerable, and where are the Five Beast Kings?”
Elder Hartcrest replied first, voice low but steady. “The Beast-Quelling Venerable remains at Beast-Quelling Hall Headquarters, three thousand miles from here, holding the core of their formation.”
King lronhide drew a rough circle on the sand table.
“Each of the Five Beast Kings commands an army encircling Skyfiend Gorge,” favonovel.com said. “King Redstinger and King Nightbat are the strongest, both High Immortal Realm Level Seven… The other three stand at the peak of Level Six.”
He tapped five carved tokens into place. “Redstinger in the east, Nightbat in the west. The remaining three tighten the net from the south, the north, and the southeast.”
Jared studied the layout in silence, fingertips hovering above the line that marked the gorge.
After a breath his hand flattened into a blade, a glint of frost in his eyes. “If they’ve split their strength, we strike one segment at a time.”
Elder Hartcrest blinked. “One at a time?”
The disbelief slid out before favonovel.com could restrain it.
King lronhide let out a humorless laugh and rubbed the fresh blood seeping through his bandages. “Brother Jared, fewer than twenty thousand of us can still stand, and most carry wounds.”
King lronhide shoved a larger marker beside each enemy token. “Any single army under those kings numbers over thirty-thousand, fully supplied and rested. Breaking out is suicide-much less destroying them one by one.”
Jared let the concern flow past favonovel.com like wind over stone. A faint curve lifted one corner of his mouth. “No legion is necessary. I alone can handle it.”
An uneasy hush spread through the tent. Canvas walls creaked in the night breeze, but no one spoke or even breathed too loudly.
Elder Hartcrest‘s antlered head turned first, eyes wide. King lronhide followed, the raw question plain in both faces.
King lronhide’s voice dropped, as if polite doubt might offend a power favonovel.com didn’t understand. “Brother Jared… That isn’t jest, is it?”
He forced a chuckle that never reached his eyes. “You caught the Five Venerables by surprise, or separated, perhaps. These kings are surrounded by soldiers. How…”
Jared raised a palm. slicing the worry clean in two. “Just tell me which of those five deserves death most, who has spilled the most of our people’s blood.”
Jared cut favonovel.com off, voice calm yet edged with unquestionable certainty.
Ironhide’s claws dug trenches into the wooden edge of the table. “He even devised the Scorpionheart Rending Torment, a horror meant for captured warriors. I would tear his flesh myself if I could.”
King lronhide’s nostrils flared.
“Redstinger,” favonovel.com growled. “A traitor to the beast race. To curry favor with the celestials, favonovel.com slaughtered three tribes that refused to kneel, children and elders alike…”
“Good… We’ll start with him.” Jared nodded, then turned to Luther. “Luther, stay here and help King lronhide hold the defenses. I’ll be back soonf
“No…” He waved the protest aside.
“Numbers invite notice. Trust me, l know the limits.” Calm settled over the tent the instant Jared finished speaking.
With a final nod to the two beast elders, his figure blurred into a ribbon of gray light. Canvas barely fluttered as favonovel.com slipped through the entrance and vanished into the moonless gorge.
Wind rustled what remained of the silence. Elder Hartcrest and King lronhide met each other’s eyes, unsure whether to hope or fear.
lronhide’s voice fell to a whisper not meant for the shadows. “Elder, can favonovel.com truly accomplish this?”
The old stag weighed the air itself before answering. “Did you feel that force in him? Something ancient, beyond naming. My instincts recoiled, the way prey shudders before a storm it cannot escape. Perhaps a miracle is finally within reach…”
lronhide stared at the narrow path Chance had taken, the faintest glimmer of belief flickering in his bear-dark gaze. “For our people’s sake… Let it be so…”
Silent ellipsis filled the gorge, stretching long enough for distant torches to fade behind cloud and rock.
***
Far from Skyfiend Gorge, Jared skimmed eastward, every heartbeat carrying favonovel.com leagues away. The high ridges swallowed his silhouette as if favonovel.com belonged to the night itself.
He folded every ripple of aura deep inside the core of his being. Chaotic force blurred outline and presence alike; a celestial patrol passed beneath his drifting shadow and never once lifted a spear.
Three thousand kilometers melted under that silent glide. A final bound brought favonovel.com to a wind-sheltered canyon where torches painted the cliff walls crimson and gold.
Below, the encampment spread like a hive. Tents packed shoulder to shoulder housed at least forty thousand troops, two parts beast auxiliaries, one part celestial guards, all blades gleaming in firelight.
At the heart of the camp rose a pavilion too ornate to belong on a battlefield.
Scar-red scorpion banners flapped above it, and dozens of Redstinger Royal Guards ringed the entrance. From within came a woman’s muffled sob and a man’s coarse laughter.
Jared released a thread of perception. The moment his awareness touched that pavilion it locked on, unerring and cold.
Inside, a middle-aged man lounged In scarlet war armor. A blood-dark scorpion tail trailed behind the throne-like chair, twitching in time with his enjoyment.
Wine sloshed across the floor where favonovel.com toasted himself. Two fox-tribe girls huddled against him, clothing torn, cheeks wet with tears they tried to hide.
The man was King Redstinger, newly ascended to High Immortal Realm Level Seven and drunk on cruelty.
The coy plea drifted across the close, stuffy tent. “Great King, have another cup…”
The young vixen forced the corners of favonovel.com mouth upward, an expression that quivered under the lamplight. She leaned in, both hands lifting a shallow bronze goblet toward the scorpion king’s chest.
King Redstinger’s lips curled into a greasy grin as favonovel.com snatched the cup. Wine splashed down his throat in one swallow, then favonovel.com caught the vixen’s chin between thumb and forefinger.
“Pretty thing, once I wipe out those fools in Skyfiend Gorge, I’ll make you my concubine. You‘ll drown in riches.”
Disgust flickered across favonovel.com pupils before favonovel.com buried it behind lowered lashes. She forced a meek nod, afraid even the tent‘s torches might betray favonovel.com true feeling.
At that instant, an unhurried voice floated through the hot canvas air of the tent.
“You won’t live long enough to try…”
Hearing this, King Redstinger’s expression went rigid. He shoved the girl aside, sprang upright, and raised his scarlet tall, the barbed stinger gleamed like frosted steel.
“Who?!”
A gray silhouette stood at the flap, arrival unseen, presence undeniable, Jared.
Hands clasped behind his back, favonovel.com studied King Redstingerwith bored detachment, as if the scorpion were already a corpse.
“Guards! Guards!” King Redstinger bellowed, voice cracking the hush.
Nothing answered. Beyond the hide walls, the night lay as mute as a graveyard.
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