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Chapter 5 - Escape into the Shadowed Woods

"Traitor! Murderer!" the crowd roared, throwing stones at the platform.

Panicked, Malakor drew his dagger to strike Eli himself. "If I cannot have the power, no one will!"

CLANG!

Commander Kael leaped onto the platform, parrying Malakor’s blade with his heavy broadsword. "Run, Eli!" Kael shouted, slicing through the boy's iron bindings.

Kael swept the young prince into his arms and sprinted toward the palace stables. With Malakor’s dark-armored guards in hot pursuit, Kael mounted a black warhorse and smashed through the side gate of the city, galloping at breakneck speed into the dense, dark thicket of the Whispering Woods.

Arrow fire whistled past their ears, but the trees seemed to bend and weave, blocking the enemy's projectiles as if shielding the young king.

Deep inside the ancient forest, far beyond the reach of Malakor’s men, Kael pulled the horse to a halt. Eli looked back toward the glowing spire of the city.

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"Why didn't we stay and fight?" Eli asked softly.

"Because Malakor controls the army and dark shadow-magic," Kael panted, dismounting. "To take back your throne, young king, you must learn to command the ancient magic that runs through your blood."

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