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2025-11-14 08:10:00Lisa's POV
I lay there on the cold stone floor, my body aching from the weight of the runes carved across my skin. The chains dug into my wrists and ankles, heavy and suffocating, but my mind was still sharp. Every time I closed my eyes, I felt the faint connection that tied me to my children. That thread of bond, fragile yet unbreakable, was the only reason I hadn’t given up entirely.Malrik had stormed out only moments ago, his fury echoing in the chamber long after his steps faded. He was reinforcing his wards, preparing to drown anyone foolish enough to come near in his cursed darkness. That meant my brothers-in-arms and my children were close. They were breaking through. I could almost feel them in the air, that subtle thrum of familiar energy pressing against the barriers that caged me.I clenched my fists, ignoring the pain as the runes burned against my flesh. I whispered into the silence of the chamber, sending my mind out across the bond I share
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