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WHEN FURY IS FIRE

Author: Lêh Magalhães
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-11-12 04:22:54

Aurora woke up with a jolt. The door was opened without warning, and a guard pushed her body with the blade of his spear.

“The master awaits you.”

There was no sunrise. Only a blue darkness, cut by the cold wind that entered through the cracks. Her body still ached from the night before, but there was no choice. She put on the rough pants left on the chair, quickly tied her hair back, and followed him through the stone corridors. The guard didn't wait. He just walked.

The training ground was empty. The damp, dark sand smelled of burnt iron. In the center, a man stood. Tall, his bare torso covered with scars that glistened like raised marks. Half his face was covered with old burns. One of his eyes looked like frosted glass.

He stared at her as if assessing a weak animal.

“So this is Orion's daughter?”

Aurora stopped, her throat dry.

The man spat on the ground, the harsh sound echoing.

“My name is Ashkar. I teach the art of taming fire. If you don't learn, you will die quickly.”

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