Chapter 55 The Rightful King(Ryder Blackmoon)

Nyxara POV

I stood frozen, staring at my own palms, blazing with a deep red aura slowly fading back into my veins, and there was no trace left anywhere of the fire that had been devouring the place seconds ago.

The academy's great hall had been reduced to charred wreckage, black smoke rising in an...

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