Chapter 66: Battle for Control
The camp was unrecognizable. Once a semblance of order, it now boiled with tension, a cauldron ready to spill over. Soldiers barked orders as factions formed, their loyalty split between Alex and Calista. Makeshift barricades sprang up, and the metallic clatter of weapons being sharpened filled the air like a grim symphony.
The firelight cast long shadows, illuminating the raw emotion etched onto every face. Fear. Rage. Desperation. The soldiers were tired, but more than that, they were fractured. This wasn't just a power struggle—it was the soul of the faction being torn in two.
Calista stood at the heart of her loyalists, her armor polished to a mirror-like sheen that reflected the firelight. Her presence was commanding, a stark contrast to the chaos surrounding her. Her ice-blue eyes scanned the camp, calculating, cold.
