Chapter 47: The Wavering Holy Light

Elora's POV

Lucius loomed over me from above. He didn't even bother with that massive beheading sword of his—instead, he reached out with that large hand encased in pure white mithril, and seized my throat in a crushing grip.

"Urgh—!"

He hoisted me clean off the ground with one hand. My feet left...

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