Chapter 126 Zephyra saving

ZEPHYRA'S POV

I am trapped in a nightmare, a landscape of jagged, shifting shadows and the acrid, metallic scent of ozone and scorched earth. In the center of this vision, pinned against a wall of weeping, moss-covered rock deep within the Northern mines, is Evander.

His olive skin, usually so vibr...

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