Chapter 125 ~The Scroll They Buried~

(Xander's POV)

The deep gash on Fiona's hand couldn't leave my mind. The image kept replaying, the gash, with inky black blood seeping from it, thick as tar and gleaming like wet obsidian. If I was correct, it could only mean one thing—she was carrying a curse.

The image resurfaced, vivid as ev...

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