6. Hunting Palismen -

"Hand it over," Hunter commanded, his voice muffled by the mask, trying to sound cold and calculating, like Belos. "The Emperor demands all wild magic surrendered for… rehabilitation."

But he didn't run. Something stopped him. The red fox wasn't attacking him—it was looking at him. Not with fear, but with… pity. It was a look that felt raw and real, unlike the cold, distant gaze of his uncle. 6. Hunting Palismen

Hunter looked down at the tiny creature in his hand, then back at Luz, who was now holding a terrified bird palisman of her own. For a moment, they weren't enemies. They were just two people, both trying to survive in a place that didn't care about them. "This is… wrong," Hunter whispered, barely audible. "Hand it over," Hunter commanded, his voice muffled

of the palismen in this specific story.