Novels by The Eagle Girl

The Eternal DawnThe battlefield went on forever, a barren area lit only by the soft light of dawn. The leader, Kael, stood in front with his sword tightly held in his hand. Behind him, the rest of their troops were gathering, tired but determined. The sky was still swirling with dark clouds, a faint memory of the chaos that had been there just hours before.Selene walked up to Kael. The fight had just happened, and her armor was still covered in cuts. She spoke with a voice that was both relieved and worn out: "The Shadow Council has gone away, but their power still lingers."Kael gave a nod and looked straight ahead. "We won a fight, but not the war." Beyond this place, their impact goes far.Mira joined them. Her staff was still glowing slightly from the magic it had used. "Something strikes a chord with The Blade of Eryndor. It is like it knows what the last piece of the puzzle is."Kael took a quick look at the sw

Light and ShadowThe wind whispered through the ruins of the once-great fortress of Aeldenholt, carrying with it the scent of charred stone and fresh earth. Kael stood atop the broken battlements, his gaze fixed on the horizon where the first rays of dawn began to pierce the veil of night. The Blade of Eryndor hummed faintly in his grasp, a subtle reminder of the power and responsibility it bestowed.Behind him, the camp stirred to life. The survivors of the resistance moved like shadows, tending to wounds, rebuilding shattered defenses, and mourning their losses. The battle against the Shadow Council had left scars that ran deeper than the flesh, and yet, amidst the devastation, there was an unyielding resolve.Selene approached, her boots crunching softly on the gravel. She stopped beside Kael, her expression unreadable. "You should rest," she said. "The battle may be over, but the war isn’t won."Kael nodded absently, his eyes never leaving the horizon. "I’ve rested enough. Every m

The Last ChanceThe huge war room was alive with expectancy. At the top of a huge round table, Kael was surrounded by Orin, Selene, and the other resistance leaders. Scrambling across the table were maps, schematics, and coded communications, each element painstakingly prepared for the future. Kael's back held the Blade of Eryndor, whose soft hum served as a continual reminder of the authority and weight of his burden."They will anticipate a direct attack," Kael said in a composed yet determined tone. "We take advantage of that."Selene gave a nod. At Zarnok Citadel, the Shadow Council has gathered its warriors. We may be able to get past their defenses completely if we can sneak into the western tunnels.Orin scowled as he leaned forward. The tunnels are really old. We might be trapped if we collapse them before we even approach the Council.With resolve gleaming in his eyes, Kael looked directly into Orin's eyes.

The Rise of the DawnAs the first rays of dawn caressed the horizon, Kael stood at the edge of the cliff, the Blade of Eryndor pulsating in his hand. The battlefield below, studded with the shattered remains of the Shadow Council's legions, extended indefinitely. However, the atmosphere was still tense despite the imminence of victory, serving as a clear reminder that the battle was far from finished.Selene came up behind him, her feet deliberate, her face a mix of fatigue and pride. She spoke softly, her voice scarcely heard over the wind's murmurs, "The armies are rallying." "Well, what is left of them."Kael's face was dark with exhaustion yet bright with determination. He looked down at the temporary camp in the valley where soldiers and peasants were caring for their injured and remarked, "They have sacrificed everything." "It is now our turn to complete this."His shoulder held Selene's hand. "Kael, you are not by yourse

The Last ChanceAs the gang stood on the outskirts of the Shadow Council's last bastion, the sun peaked through the gloomy clouds. Before them stood the once-imposing Onyx Spire castle, its angular towers reaching into the sky like claws. The Blade of Eryndor's light pulsed in time with Kael's heartbeat as he tightened his hold on it. The determination of his friends reflected his own.With her daggers shining in the dim sunlight, Selene's gaze swept across the horizon. "That is it," she whispered. "There is no going back now."Grent hefted his combat axe onto his shoulder and said, "Not that we ever had the luxury." "Let us get this done."Although he nodded, Kael felt a nagging doubt. This felt too simple, yet the Shadow Council had always been one step ahead. He was aware, however, that indecision might spell their demise.The MethodTo avoid being discovered, the troop stayed low as they navigated the perilous

The Turning TideThe clash of steel and the cries of soldiers filled the air as Kael's gaze flashed over the battlefield. The plains were painted in vibrant reds and golds as the sun rose, giving them a crimson color. Neither side gave up in the intense battle between the forces of light and shadow.Kael looked out over the commotion from the top of a rocky outcrop. In his hand, the Blade of Eryndor pulsed, its brilliance piercing the darkness like a beacon. Selene clenched her fists beside him, her keen eyes searching for chances to change the balance of power.With his enormous hammer balanced on his shoulder, Grent snarled, "We can not hold them much longer." His face was marred by blood, but his will remained unflinching.Kael gave a somber nod. "We must smash them; we do not need to hold them." He looked over at Selene. "Is it possible to remove their battle commander? Their lines will stutter without him.Selene