Chapter 24
The Pale Crest's army poured from the northern cliffs—faceless, numberless, relentless.
Seraphina rode at the front on a silver-marked steed, blade glowing with remembrance magic.
Lucien and Kael led separate flanks. Rynn, cloaked in fire, waited on the ridgeline for the signal.
It came when the Mnemonic Legion attacked.
Every name they struck from memory faded from the battlefield, like the world had never known them.
Seraphina roared and struck the ground with her banner.
A wave of light spread outward, anchoring names to the earth.
Rynn's fire came down like rain.
For every rebel lost, two more shouted their names to the wind.
"Remember ME!"
And the sky wept ash and stars.