Chapter Sixty-Eight – Shadows of the Heart

The bond-space shook.

Silver threads snapped one by one, sparks raining like dying stars. Black mist thinned, drifting fragile through the void. And golden claws dug deeper, Seraphine’s fire searing through the weave.

Angelica screamed, clutching Arthur’s hand. His shadow trembled, his amber eyes ...

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