Ian, too, turned his gaze beyond the outer wall. Past the black hill scattered with the tower's remnants, a lake-like haze of ashen mist lay thick and unmoving - except for one part.
There, the mist rose and fell in slow, rhythmic waves, as if something beneath the surface was stirring.
There was no visible shape, no sound, but he was sure of it - it was the shadow beasts.
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