The Great Protector (90% RECENT)

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.

That changed on the night the sky turned the color of a bruised plum. The Great Protector

The village of Aethelgard sat in the palm of a jagged mountain range, a tiny spark of life in a world of ice. For generations, the villagers had lived in the shadow of the , a colossal statue of a knight carved directly into the highest peak . Its stone sword was leveled at the horizon, and its blank eyes stared eternally toward the Northern Wastes. Kael looked up from the pasture