Chapter 185

Seren POV

"Mira...?"

The woman at the edge of the ruins didn't look like the Mira I knew.

Her hair was white now, glowing faintly, spilling down like spun moonlight. Her face was younger, smoother, untouched by years. And her eyes—her eyes glowed a soft, deep purple and luminous.

If I hadn't spent s...

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