The war did not end with that battle.
Again and again, Dwarf sent his soldiers to strike, and again and again Glow stood against them. Villages burned, valleys darkened, and still the brothers' conflict grew.
Finally, one night beneath a blood-red moon, Glow met Dwarf upon a cliff at the edge of their father's land.
"You're tearing the kingdom apart," Glow said. "Why? You were meant to rule with me."
"Rule with you?" Dwarf's laugh was hollow. "No, Glow. You shine, and I am cast in shadow. I will no longer live beneath your light."
Glow's chest tightened. "Then fight me, brother. Not the innocent."
Dwarf bared his teeth, flames sparking between them. "So be it."
Their roars shook the mountains as fire met fire. The clash lasted until dawn, neither yielding. The land itself cracked beneath their fury, but in the end, no victor stood.
Glow, weary and scorched, looked at his brother through smoke. "I don't want to destroy you, Dwarf."
"Then you will lose everything," Dwarf growled, wings beating as he vanished into the northern dark.
And so the war of brothers truly began.
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PART 3 WILL BE RELEASED SOON