Chapter 110: The Face of the Fallen

Rowan didn’t move.

The Bonecaster stepped forward, the hem of her robe floating above the bloodied ground, untouched. “I warned you,” her voice rasped, sharp and ancient. “You thought light would be enough to undo me?”

Her witches began chanting in a language that felt wrong just to hear. The ligh...

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