Chapter 13 Chapter 13: Turning the Tables to Steal a Mask

Thick black venom churned violently in the wraith's gaping jaws. The stench alone was sharp enough to burn straight through sinus lining. Julian felt heat roll off it in waves, his eyelids twitching hard.

Get hit by a full dose of that stuff and there wouldn't be enough left of him to identify bone...

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