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Crimson Without Vein: Part II
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Alejandro's Human Antidote After the Fire Settles
Alejandro’s POV The first thing I learned after Ragnar’s training was that power does not leave when the lesson ends. Its effect lingers. Not in the dramatic way, no flames crawling beneath my skin, no bending of air or stone. It lingered like a bruise under muscle. Like cold held too long in the bones. Ragnar had called it remembered weather. The body recalling a storm even after the sky clears. I felt it as I walked the inner corridors of the Haven of Shadows. The villa no longer reacted to me the way it had during Inferno’s emergence. No hum in the beams. No thickening of space. That part was done. What remained was subtler and, somehow, heavier. People felt me before they saw me. Conversations thinned. Footsteps slowed. Even the walls, ancient stone laid with intention, seemed to listen. Ragnar had warned me about that too. When the wild accepts you, he had said, voice like ice over deep water, everything that lives will decide whether to approach or give you space. Both are
Alejandro's Human Antidote Frost That Does Not Break
Alejandro’s POV Eldric’s lesson ended without ceremony. One moment, reality had been thick and immovable, every law pressing against my bones like a verdict. Next, it loosened, not released, but permitted. Breath returned to my lungs in a rush sharp enough to sting. My muscles unlocked. Time resumed its proper flow. Eldric lowered his staff, the sigils around him dimming like thoughts consciously set aside. His expression was calm, unreadable, but his eyes carried something new. Acknowledgment. “You survived inevitability,” he said simply. “That will matter.” Then he stepped back. Not out of the ring, out of relevance. The temperature dropped.Not magically. Not suddenly. The kind of cold that creeps in quietly, unnoticed until it has already settled into the joints of your bones. I felt Inferno still inside me, steady and present, but watchful now. Not leading but observing. Ragnar Frostbane had not moved during Eldric’s lesson. He stood at the far edge of the grounds, bare arm
Alejandro's Human Antidote Training the Untrainable: 4
Alejandro’s POV Eldric did not summon a ring. He did not clear space or draw a boundary or warn anyone to step back. That should have terrified me. Instead, it focused me. The others watched from a distance, Valerius silent as a carved monument, Cassian restless and sharp-eyed, Seraphine unreadable, Zenith standing where she always did now: close enough to anchor me without interfering. Inferno stirred low and steady, no longer coiled for combat but alert and observant. Eldric planted his staff into the earth once. The sound was dull. Unremarkable but reality locked. I felt it immediately, not pressure, not weight, but finality. The air no longer bent. Time did not stretch. Distance became absolute. Every instinct that relied on momentum, speed, or improvisation simply… failed to activate. I tried to step forward. My body refused. Not paralysis. Authorization denied. “You feel it,” Eldric said calmly. His voice carried no malice, no triumph. “Good. Most never do. They mistake ine
Alejandro's Human Antidote Training the Untrainable: 3
Alejandro’s POV Cassian left bruises. Seraphine left questions. By the time she stepped into the ring, my body had mostly recovered. Inferno had knitted muscle and bone with impatient efficiency, but the deeper fatigue lingered, the kind that settled behind the eyes, where instincts had been dragged out into the open and examined under harsh light. Seraphine did not look at me like prey. That alone unsettled me. She rose from the platform with unhurried grace, silver rings chiming softly as she descended into the circle. No surge of power announced her. No pressure bent the air. The wards Eldric had placed remained passive, as if unsure whether they were needed. “Do you know why witches terrify warriors?” she asked gently. I shook my head. “Because we don’t fight you,” she said. “We decide who you are when the fight begins.” Zenith shifted at the edge of the clearing. Inferno stirred, wary now, not of violence, but of influence. Seraphine smiled faintly. “This will not hurt,”
Alejandro's Human Antidote Training the Untrainable: 2
Alejandro’s POVValerius left me with silence. Cassian gave me none. “Stand up,” he said cheerfully, the word carrying like a thrown blade across the training grounds.I had barely stepped out of the ring when his voice followed me, bright with anticipation. My muscles were still trembling from Valerius’s lesson, my bones intact, my pride less so. Inferno remained coiled beneath my ribs, watchful now in a different way. Less wary of attack. More wary of corruption.Cassian had not moved from his pillar. He didn’t need to. “You look like a man who thinks he’s learned something,” he continued. “That’s dangerous.”I straightened anyway, rolling my shoulders, testing the aches Valerius had left behind. Nothing broken. Nothing spared. “What do you teach?” I asked. Cassian’s grin widened, sharp and unapologetic. “Honesty.”He pushed off the pillar and walked into the ring with the lazy confidence of a predator who had never known urgency. Where Valerius had felt like inevitability, Cassian
Alejandro's Human Antidote Training the Untrainable
Alejandro’s POVNow that the bloodcraft had stabilized, there was nowhere left to hide. Inferno was quiet in a way that told me everything had changed. Not withdrawn. Not sleeping. Simply… watching. The old wolf was no longer braced against the world on Zenith’s behalf. The threat had shifted inward, and he knew it. So did I.Dawn found me in the lower training grounds, the stone ring still cold from the night, the air sharp with pine and lake mist drifting up from Tahoe below. My breath fogged as I exhaled, steady, measured. Muscles loose. Spine aligned. Every habit drilled into me by years of discipline checked and rechecked.My body had been reforged by thunder tribulation, hammered until weakness burned away. I had mastered human combat systems, ancient and modern, angles, leverage, economy of motion. Against humans, I was lethal. Against most supernaturals, I was competent. That illusion lasted exactly three heartbeats.Valerius Drakos stood at the edge of the circle, arms folded
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