¡Aquí tienes tu Capítulo 4 traducido al inglés, manteniendo el estilo narrativo y la tensión dramática del original!
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Chapter 4 – Chains in the Gloom
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– The Encirclement
The forest darkened with the arrival of the hooded figures. Their footsteps crunched on the damp grass as they closed the circle around Kael and Elyndra.
"Who are they?" Kael asked, his voice trembling though his daggers were raised.
Elyndra gripped his shoulder, forcing him back.
"They're hunters… traffickers of living flesh. I've heard rumors about them."
One of the hooded men laughed, revealing rotting teeth.
"The rumor's true, elf. But we didn't come for you. The boy… he's the one worth gold."
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– The Attack
Without warning, two chains shot toward Kael. Elyndra reacted instantly, raising a wall of wind that deflected the strike.
"Run, Kael!" she commanded.
But the boy gripped his daggers tightly, shaking his head.
"I won't leave you alone!"
A hunter lunged at him. Kael instinctively spun and drove his dagger into the man's side. Blood stained his hands for the first time. His eyes widened in shock.
"I… I hurt him…"
Elyndra glanced at him from the corner of her eye. There was no time for hesitation.
"Kael! If you hesitate, you die."
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– Shadows Unleashed
Three more hunters charged. Elyndra cast a whirlwind that scattered them, but one managed to snare Kael with a chain.
"I've got him!" the man roared, yanking hard.
Kael's heart pounded violently. He felt that dark energy once again coursing through his veins. The shadow at his feet stirred and, with a burst, formed blades that shredded the chain to pieces.
The hunters recoiled in shock.
"What in hells is that child?" one muttered.
Kael gasped for breath. The power burned inside him, as though something within was being forced awake.
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– Elyndra's Wound
One of the hooded figures, larger than the rest, appeared behind Elyndra and hurled a spear.
"Master!" Kael shouted.
Elyndra spun and deflected the weapon with wind magic, but the spear grazed her side, drawing a cry of pain.
Blood seeped through her robes. Still, she stood firm.
"I'm fine… keep your guard up."
But Kael saw her legs trembling. Rage flared in his chest.
"I won't let them hurt you again!"
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– The Counterattack
With a roar, Kael rushed forward. His daggers glowed, cloaked in both shadow and wind—a chaotic blend of magic he barely understood.
He threw himself at the hunters, dodging chains, slashing with speed. One flash after another lit the forest. For the first time, his movements weren't clumsy: they were instinctive, deadly.
Elyndra, watching him through ragged breaths, thought:
That boy… he's already walking a path that might consume him.
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– Cliffhanger
At last, the final hunter staggered back. His eyes shone with fear, yet he laughed nervously.
"Ha… hahaha… now I see. It's you. The chosen of the eclipse."
Kael stared, confused.
"What… did you say?"
But before the man could answer, a sharp whistle cut the air. An arrow pierced his skull, dropping him instantly.
From the treetops, new silhouettes emerged. They weren't hunters… their weapons gleamed with unknown emblems.
"Target confirmed," a cold voice declared. "The boy… must be captured."
Elyndra and Kael, exhausted and wounded, realized the true threat was only just beginning.
To be continued…