Chapter 93: The Fallen Saint

Elora's POV

I threw myself off Lucius's body with a violent jerk.

"Hah..."

I collapsed onto the freezing rock, gasping for air in ragged gulps. My entire body was drenched in sweat, and now the cold wind raised a dense field of goosebumps across my skin. But compared to me, the Grand Inquisitor l...

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