The Flight

Arlinstead burns as Malak leads his company northward through harsh terrain, pursued by the Ashen. Carrying a consequential stone, they flee through frosted ravines while realizing escape alone won't suffice. When combat inevitably comes, restraint will prove as vital as strength, forcing each member to confront their evolving character.

'Valor isn't running ahead, son,' Malak said quietly, his voice steady as stone. 'It's holding the line for the ones beside you.'