Chapter 42 Frost Fusion and the Crimson Axe

The heavy iron-reinforced doors slam shut, sealing out the toxic stench of the Black Silt Swamps.

The scent of fresh blood fills the damp entry cavern. Logan breathes heavily. His gold eyes pierce the darkness.

"Bar the gates," Logan orders.

Julian coughs up a dark clot of blood. His cracked ribs...

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