Chapter 24: Absolute Incineration

Elora's POV

I stood there, drenched in foul-smelling black mud, my gray robe torn into ragged strips that clung to my emaciated frame. My hair was plastered to my face with filth and cold sweat, making me look like a wraith freshly crawled from the depths of hell itself.

But my spine was straight....

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