Valen snapped the silver chains with his bare hands.
Freya worked through the night, chanting ancient lunar prayers as she extracted the poisoned silver fragments from the boy's chest.
When the fever broke at dawn, Valen stood watching her in stunned silence. For the first time in ten years, his inner beast stirred with a thunderous roar.
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