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... econd, diseased heart. It wasn’t just a piece of jewelry; it was like a drip of pure malice, pumping dark magic into his veins with every shallow breath he took.
The connection was a thick, oily cord of shadow that stretched from the obsidian band, burrowed into his hand, and anchored itself directly into his heart-core.
Eris’s fire ignited. It wasn’t the roaring, destructive flame that had leveled cities in her first life. It was a white-hot, surgical blade of light that shimmer ...
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