In the ancient world of Valoria, where magic weaves through the very fabric of reality, a young man named Draven, an orphan and outcast, harbors dreams of a destiny far greater than his lowly station. Unbeknownst to him, he is the last descendant of the Draconic Bloodline—an ancient race of dragon lords whose reign ended in betrayal and bloodshed centuries ago. The prophecy of the Dragon King’s return has been long forgotten, but Draven's fate is about to ignite a new era of power, conquest, and love. The Book cover was made using Ai.
The snow-covered expanse of the northern frontier stretched before Draven and his companions as they made their way through the aftermath of the ambush. The soldiers were quiet, their breaths visible in the cold air, still shaken from their narrow escape from the avalanche. The roar of crashing snow still echoed in Draven's mind, but his thoughts were already on what lay ahead. They had survived the Southern Web's attack, but it was clear their enemies were becoming more aggressive—and more dangerous.
Draven led the group through the snow, his gaze fixed on the horizon. The mountain pass behind them was now buried under tons of snow, an impassable barrier that would delay any pursuit, but the masked warriors were still out there. Somewhere in the vast wilderness, they were tracking the stone, biding their time until they could strike again.