RAGNA POV...
Over the course of those ten long, dragging days, the siblings—once they realized I had been conspicuously absent during the most brutal, decisive peak of the battle—finally sat me down and poured everything out in painstaking detail. They left nothing untouched, no scream unmentioned, no moment spared, as if reliving it through words might finally loosen the fear still coiled tightly around their hearts.
Most importantly—and this was the part that truly shook me—I learned how the Black Steel Knight wielding the black whip had nearly erased the entire pack of Death Wolves with a single, overwhelming attack, right after casually slaying their so-called king as if it were nothing more than a mildly irritating pest. Just hearing about it made my scalp tingle. The way they described it… it wasn't a battle. It was an execution.
