Chapter 10: part 2

Mara’s POV

The air was thick with the stench of rot and brimstone as Vyrkolakas reared, a colossus of nightmare made flesh, his obsidian wings snapping open like a storm breaking. His claws, jagged as shattered glass, that dug into Silas’s limp form, hoisting him skyward with a sickening crunch of ...

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