Chapter 23 Ink, Blood and Paper

MALRIK 

For a full second, I was baffled, trying to make sense of what I was seeing. But then, the letters snapped into focus, and every instinct in me went razor-sharp.

The parchment trembled slightly in Azrael’s hand as he passed it over. wasn’t fear that made it tremble; it was anger. Even th...

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