Chapter 37 The Broken Halo

The six winged creature raised its flaming sword. The heat baked my skin. The thick mud boiled around my boots. I did not kneel like the terrified Paladins. I gripped the purple hilt of my corrupted blade and stood tall.

"You broke Vaelkar a thousand years ago," I told the Seraphim. "You are facing...

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