"Well, if you can decipher the title, you may be worried.

Also, EXAMS ARE OVER! WHOOAH! Now please, join me in a celebration – and to all you still taking exams, keep up the good work. To all those who are not taking the exams, please stop laughing at us. That is all.

On a side not – some of you may have noticed that the Song was "The rains of Castermere.

The Song is from Game of Thrones, which has particular significance this week, as a result of the astonishing turn of events in the latest episode. Now, knowing that I get a lot of inspiration from this sort of thing, I will now quote a line from another episode. "If you think this has a happy ending, you haven't been paying attention." Anyway, I hope you are all well, and I hope you enjoy this final chapter, and accompanying Epilogue.

As always, I apologize for any spelling or grammar mistakes in the chapter.
I also ask that, if you chose to review, that you review this chapter, before moving onto the epilogue. Enjoy."

Chapter 20: Omnes Moriuntur

Vitani sat up from where she was resting, looking around. There was a queer smell in the air. A putrid, foul smell. It reminded her of rotting flesh. Carrion meat and the like. Mould and fungi. Her nose shrivelled up in protest.

"Can you smell that?" Vitani asked Damu.

"Small what?" She asked.

"That... rotting... has something died nearby?" Damu sniffed the air, and frowned.

"Not recently from the smell. Ugh. Kings that's foul. What is it?" She asked. Vitani didn't know. She looked around, having spent the past few minutes dozing.

"Where are Almasi and Danyal?" She asked.

"Hunting." Damu replied. Vitani looked around, at Sara and Inti, who were still play-fighting nearby. Then she frowned.

"Where are Zuri and Kiava?" She asked, standing up. Damu looked around.

"I thought they were..." She trailed off.

"They won't be far away – they aren't stupid. I expect they ran off to play by themselves a bit..." She said. Vitani was not as sure. She looked into the sky, and saw the sun was well past noon.

"Come on. We have dallied too long. We should keep moving."

"What about Almasi's food? We should wait till they come back with their kill." Damu told her. Vitani shook her head, inwardly cursing herself. She had been so exhausted from the hunt for the cubs that she had – against her better judgement – allowed them to delay for far too long. They should have left hours ago. There was no telling how far away their pursuers were.

"We can eat on the move. Come on. Come on – Sara, Inti. Get up we need to move." She said. Then she frowned.

"And what is that stench?!" She asked again. It was horrible, and filled her nostrils, almost making her gag. Sara and Inti looked around.

"Where are Kiava and Zuri?" Sara asked. Vitani moved forward.

"They'll be around here someplace. Kiava! Zuri!" She called. The cubs added their own voices. After a few minutes, Vitani was not pleased.

"If he is off playing beyond the pools, I will have his mane." She muttered to herself. She was worried. Damu was now looking concerned.

"I expect they lost track of time..." She said, uncertainly. Vitani nodded.

"Come on. We'll find the others. We have tarried for far too long." She said. A Loud barking caused her head to jerk upwards, just in time for a Wilddog to fly at her. She growled, and grappled with it. Sara screamed, and Inti yelled. Vitani roared, fighting it off. She flung it from her neck, but it landed on both its feet, and jumped at her again.

"Wilddogs! I knew we had stayed too long!" Vitani said. Another jumped at her, but Damu was there and caught it, in a paw, slamming it to the ground. These were far bulkier than the ones that had attack them near Rafiki's home. These were the survivors. The weaker, lesser ones had died in the attack – these were the brutally strong soldiers that fought for the Shai'tan. Damu struck with both paws. Blood sprayed, but they returned tooth for claw, and Damu shouted and sharp teeth punctured her flank.

"Damu!" Vitani shouted in horror.

"I am fine! Find the cubs, and get out! I'll deal with these mutts – go!" She said. Vitani wanted to aide her friend – but she knew that three wilddogs did not make a pack. Somewhere else, out there, was the rest of the Pack – and she needed to protect her charge. So, she grabbed the two cubs and ran.

Damu sized up her opponents. Three wilddogs. One black, two charcoal greys, and all with yellow eyes. They encircled her, and she turned trying in vain to keep all three in her field of vision at the same time.

"Wilddogs... faithless, honourless, and rotten to the core. You have been for decades. What makes you think you can kill me? The Lions have ruled these lands for centuries." She said to them. One of them, the tallest gave a series of short, sharp barks, which she realised was laughter.

"Have you? Where is your Kingdom then, lioness? These lands have passed from you and your race. A new order has risen in the animal kingdom – one in which we, the Wilddogs, will have a stake." It said. Damu smirked.

"If you have such a stake, how come you are doing the Shai'tan's dirty work?" She asked. It growled, bristling with anger.

"Hah! Dirty work? I would consider killing you and your spawn a privilege!" It said. It barked, and they leapt at her, and then Damu was once again fighting for her life.

The sounds of barking and roaring filled the air. It ruined the still air that had once filled the Jungle – it has once been peaceful. Full of life. Now the stain of death once again haunted the trees. And it emanated from Bane.

Vitani ran as fast as she could. The Wilddogs seemed to feed on their fear.

"What's going on?!" Sara asked, desperately.

"Wilddogs! I knew we had stayed too long – one of the Shai'tan can't be too far- UGH!" She shouted as a grey shape burst through the undergrowth, sinking its teeth into his prey's exposed neck. Vitani howled in pain. Blood gushed from the wound.

"RUN! FIND YOUR MOTHER AND RUN!" She shouted. Sara and Inti fled.

"After the cubs! I will deal with the Lioness!" The wilddog said. The other wilddogs darted after them. One wilddog against her? This would be over quickly. She spun, and struck out. Her claws slashed through his chest, but no blood flowed. He just smiled, and bit again – striking the same wound. It sent spasms of pain through Vitani's shoulder, and she nearly collapsed. Instead, she retaliated, and struck again.

"Fight. Strike. Slash. Tear. Rip." The commands flew back across the expanse of time to here now. Her training under Zira. She was as large a tempest of fur and claw now as she was then. Spinning and striking. It didn't even try to dodge them. He just endured them, and struck back. Vitani stumbled backwards, when he bit forwards, and held on like a crocodile. She jerked, trying to throw him off, but he held tight. Finally, she spun, and slammed her form against a tree trunk. That knocked him off, as the air was forced out of his lungs. There was a loud "CRACK" as his spine snapped. He slid off, dead. Vitani shivered and pulled herself together. Then her eyes widened. Her fallen foe stood up, shakily, on all feet. It barked, and shifted his weight. His back clicked as the vertebra slid back into place. He twisted his own neck. His eyes flashed an unearthly red. Vitani took an unconscious step back. When he spoke, it sent shivers down his spine.

"Is that it? Vitani? Your father would have been so disappointed..." he said. Vitani shrank back.

"What are you?" She gasped in horror. He took a step forward, and leered at her.

"Ahh... You are afraid... I can taste it..." He said. Vitani was aghast. She struck out, and her claws sliced through his throat. He barley flinched.

"You can't die..." She whispered in horror. He laughed.

"Oh I can die... I can't stop dying... I live forever in legends and I die forever in the land of the living. But you... you can only do it once. Make the most of it." He said. Then he leapt forwards again with a loud bark and resumed biting into her flesh.

The Cubs, Sara and Inti ran as fast as they could, trying to stay together. The air stank of rotting flesh and split blood. It was chaos.

"Where are they? Are they following?" Sara asked her brother. Inti risked a look behind him. A flash of grey and the snap of teeth told him all he needed to know.

"YES!" He shouted. They carried on running.

Danyal paced back to the where he had left the group, with an air of smug satisfaction. Between him and Almasi, they had caught a full sized Antelope – scarce in the jungle, compared to the plains, but a few were still around and about. He had stalked it, and Almasi had ambushed it with blinding speed that had made his head spin just to watch. He was chatting with Almasi, dragging their prize between them, when he stopped. The air spelt strange. Far away, they could hear unusual sounds. Something was wrong. Almasi – who was next to him – froze a frown on her face. The look of confusion turned to horror as they both recognized the smell. Wilddogs. Death. Tigers. They looked at one another. Faces formed identical expressions of dread. Then they both dropped the meat, and darted of back into the forest. Almasi – being faster soon pulled ahead.

"SARA! INTI!" Almasi called, desperately. Their mother was terrified. Were her children safe? What about Kiava? Vitani? The others? She didn't know, and she was desperate. Suddenly, out of the jungle, darted two pale gold forms. Inti, and Sara – Inti marked by the flame orange tuft on his head. They darted towards her, and she gasped in relief. Then behind them moved two figures of grey. Wilddogs. Almasi drew her claws to defend her children, but within seconds, Danyal has leapt over her head, and struck one in the face. It stumbled back, spitting blood, growling in anger.

"Run! Find Kiava!" he told her. Then turned to his foes. Almasi wanted to aid the youth – but he had a point. The Prince was more important. She turned and ran – heading eastward.

"What about Danyal?!" Sara asked her as they ran. Almasi paused. Behind them, she could here screams and barks of pain and anger.

"He seems to have things under control." She told her cubs.

Vitani looked in horror at the creature before her. Bane shrugged off the damage.

"What are you?" Vitani asked. Bane smiled.

"I am Bane – Although I haven't a clue who's this body belonged to. Perhaps you have heard of me?" He asked. Vitani blinked. She barely knew the names of a pawful of Wilddogs, but Bane was familiar... it was...

She gasped.

"No... You died."

"Correct. But Now I am back." He said, grinning. Vitani stepped back.

"I am Bane – Bane of Kings. I have been fighting the Royalty for over a decade – and I suffered much because of the Kings... I think it is time I had myself a little... VENGEANCE!" As he shouted, he leapt at her. Vitani twisted, and forced her feet under him. He sailed over her, as she kicked, sending him flying overhead. He fell down the slope, and crashed against the rock face of a nearby cliff.

"Keep dying!" Vitani told him. Then slashed at the cliff. Bane looked up and let out one scream of horror before being buried under the rubble. Vitani slid to the ground exhausted.

Zuri and Kiava were also running for their lives. The jungle had dissolved into chaos. Everywhere they looked there was a fight, or a spray of blood. Zuri tried to drag Kiava with her.

"Zuri..." Kiava whispered. Zuri turned to him.

"Kiava – are you okay?" She asked, knowing it was a foolish thing to ask. He was very pale. More blood trickled between his paws, as the open wound pulsed again.

"I don't understand..." he whispered. Then Zuri grabbed Danyal and pulled him down. They slid behind the trunk of a tree as a second pair of wilddogs burst through the clearing.

"I am sure I heard them..." one of them barked. The second looked around the clearing.

"Well no one's here now... can you smell them?" He asked. The first dog took a breath of air. Zuri held her breath.

"No. Not with all of this... they are close – but we knew that already. I can't pin point them." He said. The second nodded in agreement.

"Same here. What should we do?" he asked. The second barked a laugh.

"I guess we go back, and look somewhere else. If we don't find the cub – that's fine. We'll kill the lionesses, and then we can have ourselves a hunt. Bane can sniff him out once the others are good and dead – the Shaman's magic sees to that. It's the others we can't track. I say we kill them now, and then go after the one we can track." It said. The second laughed.

"How very strategic of you. We'll kill those cubs when we've done in the lionesses." he said. His partner laughed as well.

"Heh. What strategy? We can't kill what we can't find. Besides, aren't we supposed to take the cub alive?" He asked. The third laughed.

"She wants a cub alive. She said nothing about the others. I call the little lady – I want to make her squeal..." He said. The first looked at him.

"Hah! You always liked them young!" Then they departed. Zuri let out the breath she had been holding. Those two vile creatures had been feet away from her. She turned to Kiava.

"That was close..." She told him. But if Kiava was pale before, he was white now.

"The Shaman's magic... They can track me... that is what this wound is..." he whispered.

"A beacon..."

Danyal paused for breath, panting. The Second wilddog's eyes widened and slid to the ground, blood pouring from his chest. The first was already dead – his throat bitten out. The second would soon follow, as it lay on the ground gasping for oxygen, blood pooling around him.

"Damn you..." It whispered, as the light left his eyes.

"I'll see you in hell then..." Danyal replied. Then he turned, and ran to where he hoped the other cubs would be.

Almasi gasped for breath.

"Did we lose them?" She asked. A loud creaking answered her.

"MOM!" Sara shouted a warning. Almasi looked up in horror to see a tree trunk falling towards her. It blocked the sun as it fell, casting a shadow over them all. With a crash, it landed on her, sending up clouds of dust. Sara and Inti coughed.

"Oops. Did I forget to yell 'Timber'?" A cold voice asked. Out of the dust stepped a figure of flames – one they recognised from their nightmares. Sekmet grinned at them.

"That was too easy!" She said.

"MOM!" Sara gasped, and started digging away at the wood. A loud coughing, told them their mother was still alive. Sekmet frowned.

"Are you still alive? You Pridelanders are difficult to kill..." She observed. The smoked cleared, and Almasi was visible, her lower form, trapped under the wood. Mercifully, her legs were not broken, though they throbbed with pain and she knew that if she survived this, she would have bruises the size of coconuts on her thighs. Not that that was likely at this point. She was defenceless.

"SARA, RUN!" She screamed as she struggled to free herself. Sara could only watch transfixed.

"Oh I wouldn't run – you wouldn't want poor old mummy to die alone would you?" Sekmet asked. Inti growled and leapt at her. Sekmet swatted him out of the air as if he were a fly. He crashed to ground, painfully. Wincing, he crawled to his feet. Sekmet stalked towards Almasi.

"Say goodbye to your cubs Lioness." She said. She extended a single claw, and stalked towards Almasi. Sara began to push against the tree trunk, desperately trying to free her mother.

"You get away from them!" A voice called. Sekmet turned in surprise. Danyal was there. His paws were bloody, and there was a thin cut on his face, but he was staring at her intently, crouched low, and ready to attack the tigress. It was twice the size of him. Sekmet laughed.

"Hah! It's the nursemaid! Come to save your precious little babies?" Sekmet mocked. Danyal roared. For the first time in his life, he roared. It was the deep roar. Not the scratchy meow that cubs made, and it would have made any Wilddog reconsider the situation. It was the true Roar of a Lion. Sekmet was unimpressed.

"Am I supposed to be scared of you, boy?" She asked. Danyal didn't respond, so she continued.

"Stay out of this. I need to take the cubs, and kill the adults – my instructions did not concern you. Run." She said.

"If you think I will simply run away..." He growled. Sekmet laughed.

"And why not? That's the only reason any of you are still alive! But I will make you an offer, boy. Go to Golgorath – swear loyalty to the Shai'tan, and you will not go unrewarded. What is the Prince to you? Think about it. The Shai'tan are only seven in number. We need strong, intelligent servants to rule the Imperium beneath us. I see no reason why you couldn't rule your own Pride, loyal to the Imperium. You could be a King. Your cubs could rule after you boy..." She said. Danyal paused, and for a moment, Sekmet thought he would accept her generous offer – everything she had said was true.

"These are my cubs." He growled.

"Fool." She hissed. Then she leapt at the young lion.

Danyal ducked under her swipe, and danced behind her, slashing at her exposed flank. She was two quick, and she twisted and kicked him in the stomach, sending him sprawling to the ground. Sara gasped in fright, but he pulled himself to his feet and leapt forward again. Sekmet slashed with both claws, and Danyal ducked. The two paws smashed into a tree behind him, and sent spikes of wooden shrapnel flying through the air. Almasi watched the fight, whilst struggling to lose herself from its suffocating weight.

"Danyal! Please, just take the cubs and RUN! Inti, Go!" She ordered her son. The cub was crying, but shook his head defiantly.

"I am not leaving you! We only just found each other again!" He insisted.

Danyal spun, and slashed at the Shai'tan. The Tigress caught the blow in a claw and through him back. Danyal stumbled, and was unbalanced. He was unable to move as Sekmet slashed into his chest. Four shallow cuts burst open on his chest as he fell back. Sekmet stalked towards him.

"Do you really think you can win this?" She asked him. Instead of answering, Danyal pulled himself to his feet, and leapt at her, using his superior speed to get under her forepaws and bite onto her neck. She twisted and gasped as red blood trickled down the side of her neck. The she struck again, sending Danyal into the air. He crashed down onto the dust, and the air was forced out of his lungs. Sekmet leant forwards to deliver a killing bite to his exposed neck, but Danyal's paw closed around a rock. He swung it, and it collided into the side of Sekmet's face. The rock shattered under the force of the blow, and Sekmet screamed. She spat out blood. The blow had taken out two teeth and loosened a third. Blood was pouring down the side of her face, where it had cut above her eyebrow. She shouted. Then she glared at Danyal, who was standing again, but panting hard.

"NOW YOU'VE MADE ME MAD!" She shrieked, and threw herself at Danyal, abandoning the practiced, precise heavy blows for a whirlwind of slashes and slices. Danyal tried to block and dodge them, but well over half of them got through his clumsy defences. One ripped through his forearms. Another slashed into his side, and a deep claw penetrated his stomach, causing a bloody – but as of yet, non-fatal wound. Although he was stunned, He returned with a second slash to her face, but she was angry now and scarce seemed to notice it. She dodged, and stabbing him in the stomach. The wound was deep. Possibly fatal. He's blows stopped and he fell to the ground gasping. But Sekmet wasn't finished. She grabbed Danyal's right forearm, and pulled it towards her, causing him to fall. Then she took her knife like claws, and forced them through his arm. The blades scratched bone, and Danyal screamed. As blood gushed from his arm. She withdrew the blades, and brought them down, again and again and again, mutilating the arm.

His arm felt as though it was on fire. Tears and blood and pain blinded him. The agony made him feel sick to the stomach. He wanted to pass out, but each new strike into the injury sent his senses into a spasm that left him unable to even seek that release. Sekmet crushed her paw down upon the arm, and a loud crack was heard as it broke. Then two gold balls of fur flew at her. Biting and kicking and scratching. Inti was a ball of rage, screaming anger and hatred and he tried to gouge out her eyes. Sara was a spinning tempest of claws, stabbing her little weapons into Sekmet's leg again and again, but the little cubs were barely noticed by the Shai'tan. Almasi screamed bitterly- unable to do anything – begging the Shai'tan to leave her cubs and Danyal, to come and take her life in payment. Oaths of revenge, demands for mercy, screams of anger, and pain – Sekmet was deaf to them all. She struck out at Inti, who crashed onto the hard ground again, and this time, did not get up. Sara gasped, and tried once more to attack the Shai'tan, but the merciless monster hit her around the head with a closed paw, sending her mind spiralling into darkness.

She roared and two Wilddogs burst from behind her – were they had clearly been waiting for instructions – and scooped up the cubs in their Jaws. Danyal tried to rise; his eyes flickered as they were taken. Almasi screamed.

And Sekmet towered over Danyal. She raised one paw.

"Any last words?" She asked. The words came, jagged and awkward as several teeth were missing. Danyal spat blood at her. It glistened on her face.

"That will have to do." She said. Then she slashed downwards at his exposed throat.

Instead, Vitani was there, a roar of anger, echoing through the Jungle. Sekmet smiled.

"Now this is more like it..." She spat, and then she was fighting again. Her duel with Danyal had taken its toll on her, but she sported only superficial wounds. Vitani had been exhausted already, and Bane, had inflicted several severe wounds upon her already. Still, Danyal had been a youth, with a few tricks. This was Vitani – daughter of Zira. And the best fighting lioness in the Pridelands – before and after the purge. Against multiple opponents, she was less effective, but on a single opponent, to whom she hated the most... She was deadly. She prayed to Kings. But for the first time in her life... She prayed to her dead parents.

"Scar... Zira. I don't care what you did. I don't care that you were a monsters. Give me whatever darkness it you had to let me kill this vermin!" She said, inside her head, pleading with the past. Sekmet roared and fought as well. Vitani was more her size - She could not duck and weave as Danyal had done, but she was stronger.

Even so, the fight was heavily stacked against Vitani. The bloodlust had consumed Sekmet.

She roared and spun, her jagged claws slicing though flesh like water. Blood sprayed but Vitani returned blow for blow. For a moment, Sekmet over extended herself, and Vitani seized the opportunity to strike forwards with her teeth. They closed around Sekmet's tender flesh at her breast, and she flinched, pulling away as waves of pain were sent through her. Vitani secured her footing, and twisted. The flesh came away in her jaws, ripped. Blood gushed. And Sekmet screamed in pain. She gasped a paw to her breast as blood flowed from it. It trickled through her fingertips.

"How do you fight?" She gasped. Vitani smiled, and spat out the chunk of flesh.

"You strike from the shadows; fear and darkness are your allies. Alone, in the light you are nothing, Shai'tan." Vitani's paw sliced into her stomach. Sekmet stumbled back, and then her eyes narrowed.

"No. NO! We killed your kin and king, we are stronger! THE STRONGER SURVIVE!" She roared, and leapt at Vitani again. She twisted, but Sekmet's anger powered her strikes, and blow after blow ripped into Vitani. Then she punched her, using her weight to send her flying. Vitani blinked tears of pain out of her eyes, as she struggled to her feet. It was too much. Alone, a Lioness could never hope to match a tiger. It was the way of the world. The stronger survived. The weak perished. At that, Vitani's eyes snapped open.

"I am not weak and I will not die!" Vitanipromised,and struck at the surprised Shai'tan. The tigress dodged, sized her by the forearm, and twisted, throwing her over her shoulder. Vitani crashed to the ground. Sekmet forced a paw onto her throat, pushing the air out of her lungs. They were atop the hill, where Kiava and Zuri had played less than an hour ago. Vitani's neck was forced over the edge. Sekmet towered above her.

"Say 'Hi' to your Brother for me!" She taunted. Vitani could see stars dancing across her vision. She couldn't breathe. She needed air! She was going to die.

Then suddenly the pressure was gone, and Vitani coughed and wheezed. Something had forced the Shai'tan to let go, and now that something was fighting with it. She couldn't see. She blinked the stars and shapes out of her eyes. Her hearing returned, and she heard to the sound of roaring and battle.

It was Danyal. Danyal had forced himself from where he had laid and attack the Shai'tan's exposed back. His arm was broken and mutilated, and he was trying to fight with the one. He was off-balance. In agony. She couldn't watch. A Lioness couldn't hope to survive a one on one duel with a Tigress. Much less a boy. She tried to move her body to aid her young friend, but she was weakened. She drew breath. Forced her limbs to stop trembling. She roared and jumped towards the others. Then she stopped. Danyal and Sekmet were dangerously on the edge of the cliff. If she leapt in now, she would send them both falling to their deaths. She retreated, unable to decide what do to. Danyal however, - still taking blows every second – refused to run or back down. And then, he managed – having endured so much, get one more slash into Sekmet. His claws punctured her chest, and closed around more tender flesh. She howled, and slashed at his non-broken arm. He didn't let go.

"DANYAL!" Vitani gasped.

"DANYAL!" Almasi shrieked, where she lay, still trapped beneath the tree trunk. She had freed one leg, and was desperately trying to release the second.

He turned to them both, and met their gaze for a moment. Vitani's blood ran cold.

"DON'T!" She gasped, suddenly realising. It dawned on Sekmet too, because she suddenly tried to pull away, but to no avail.

"THE PRIDELANDS!" He shouted, once. Then he slid the side of the cliff. Dragging the Shai'tan with him. The Tigress scrambled, her claws grinding in the dirt. For a moment, she held both their weights. Then one claw snapped clean in two, and she fell after him.

It all had happened in less than a minute.

"NO!" Vitani shouted, as they disappeared over the edge, onto the rocks below. Sekmet let out a howl of despair as she fell. Danyal said nothing. He closed his eyes as the ground rushed up to meet him.

The Jungle was silent again. The wilddogs had fled.

Damu lay wounded – but alive – having killed one wilddog, and injured and routed the others. Sara and Inti were even now being carried off to Golgorath, citadel of the Shai'tan.

And the other cubs. Zuri, and Kiava, heir to the throne. They were nowhere to be seen. They were already far south, having fled deeper into the Jungle. The moment, Kiava had realised what his wound was.

"The Shaman's magic... They can track me... that is what this wound is..." he whispered.

"A beacon... They are only after ME. They can only Track ME..."

"I have to run... Before I get all of you killed..."

And far behind him. A pile of rubble shifted. It burst open. Bones, re-knitting and reforming, a pair of red eyes gleamed out of the darkness. A clawed paw forced its way up, into the air. Bone healed, but flesh did not. Bane stumbled back into the light. It was a ghastly sight. Skeletal and rotting, and abominable. Full of malice and hate.

"Keep running Kiava. Keep running Son of Scar! Because when I find you I will gut you like the pathetic little thing you are!"

AN:

Well now. I bet that was unexpected... Feel free to cry. I almost did writing this. The Pride is Broken. But which cubs will they go after? They are going in separate directions! And a single lioness cannot hope to break open Golgorath.

Please however, take this time to review, before you move on to the epilogue.

I am braced for the rage.

The Title by the way, is Latin for "All Men Must Die"

I will not place any AN on the Epilogue though, again, please review this first, then the Epilogue. Did you all enjoy the fight scenes?

Anyway, I am glad you have all (hopefully) enjoyed this, and I will respond to your reviews, privately.

Legacies will return.

In the Lion King Legacies – Book 2: The Tremors.