The Great Protector Info

The sound of stone grinding on stone was louder than thunder. The Great Protector shifted its weight, a movement that caused a localized earthquake, sending snow cascading down the slopes in massive avalanches that buried the shadow-beasts.

A deep, resonant hum vibrated through Kael’s bones. Blue light, pale as glacier ice, began to spiderweb across the statue's chest. Kael tumbled back onto the wooden platform as the colossal head of the knight slowly, agonizingly, tilted downward. The Great Protector

"If you are there," Kael whispered, pressing his blood-stained palm against the cold metal, "the debt is due." The mountain didn’t shake; it exhaled. The sound of stone grinding on stone was louder than thunder

A sound like cracking glass echoed from the Wastes. Then came the shadows—beasts made of smoke and winter hunger, pouring over the ridges. The village bells began to toll, a frantic, rhythmic plea for help. Kael, trapped on the high slopes, watched in horror as the first wave of shadows reached the village gates. Blue light, pale as glacier ice, began to

Kael looked up from the pasture. The Great Protector was no longer on its pedestal. It stood three miles North, knee-deep in a frozen lake, its sword now pointed toward a different horizon. Its pose was different—more alert, more weary.