Chapter 18 - The Gathering StormBack at Highcrest Academy, Deputy Commandant Kalen stood on the central tower balcony, watching the horizon through his brass spyglass.

A massive dust cloud was rising along the southern valley road. The royal legions had arrived ahead of schedule, marching under the banners of the High Council with siege engines, heavily armored cavalry, and a squadron of coerced rider-dragoons.
"They're early," Kalen muttered, turning quickly to the courtyard guards. "Raise the defensive shields! Sound the alarm!"
The academy gates slammed shut as hundreds of royal troops surrounded the perimeter, led personally by Magistrate Vane astride a fierce, black-scaled war dragon.
"Surrender the academy and dismantle your unauthorized command!" Magistrate Vane's amplified voice boomed across the stone walls. "Resistance is treason. Your stable girl is a fugitive, and her beast will be terminated!"
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Kalen stood atop the gatehouse wall, staring down unflinchingly. "You have no authority here, Vane! The truth of your corruption is already coming to light!"
"There is no truth except what we write!" Vane snarled, raising his hand to signal the siege engines to draw back their massive iron bolts. "Open the gates or we level this academy to dust!"