The private training ground of the Supreme Citadel lay behind walls forty feet high.

Crushed black stone covered the field. Reinforced targets stood at measured distances, and protective runes had been carved into the surrounding walls to contain Alpha-level energy.

The Grand Arena of the Supreme Citadel had not opened for a Trial of the Severed Bond in more than two centuries.

By sunrise, every seat was occupied.

Thousands of wolves filled the stone terraces. Representatives from all five territories sat beneath the

The spear of dark magic struck Harper’s silver barrier with enough force to split the air.

A deafening crack tore through the Grand Arena.

For one suspended heartbeat, the world became black and silver.

Harper stood at the center of the collision with the Lunar Sce