Chapter 32 The Heats Crucible

The altar’s crimson glow pulsed like a caged heart, its carved wolves and demons writhing in molten quartz, their eyes gleaming with judgment as the rune-lit cage of the mirrored lake tightened around the group.

Aurora stood firm, her claws stained with her own blood, the relic’s roar in Jasper’s v...

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