Chapter 113 The Witch's Shadow of the Masquerade

Two Days Later

[Rina P.O.V]

The corridor smelled like dying lilies.

That was the first thing wrong. Aetherion's stone passages always carried the mineral bite of old magic, the dry static of wards humming behind every archway. But today, beneath it, rot. Sweet and cloying, the kind of scent tha...

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