Chapter 62 Bring him back to life

Evthys' eyes wandered.

The crypt smelled of ancient stone, damp and cold, a faint metallic tang lingering in the air. Shadows clung to the walls like living things, stretching and twisting with every flicker of the torchlight.

Octavio led Evyths down the narrow stone steps. Her steps echoed, rever...

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