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Chapter 117: A Haunting Loss

We fled the battlefield under the cover of darkness, our breaths ragged, our spirits heavy. Gabriel’s forces had dealt us a brutal blow, and the weight of our losses bore down on us with each step we took away from the site of our desperate struggle. Nathanial and Elijah supported the wounded, their faces etched with grim determination.

Back in Silverwood Falls, the town was eerily silent. Word of our return had spread quickly, and the villagers gathered in the central square, faces drawn and eyes red with sorrow. The werewolf clan had suffered greatly, and the loss of so many brave souls left a void that seemed impossible to fill.

I stood before the council, my voice trembling as I addressed them. “We have lost many of our own today,” I began, my eyes sweeping over the faces of the grieving. “But their sacrifices will not be in vain. We will regroup, we will rebuild, and we will continue to fight. Gabriel has shown us his true nature, and we will stop him.”

The council members nodded
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