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Chapter 49: The Gardener's Price
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Bloodbound: The legacy of Serelai Chapter 50: The Final Cut
The Lead Sister’s challenge hung in the air, cold and sharp. Use their friend’s dying breath as a trail into the lion’s den. It wasn’t a choice, it was a last, desperate chance.Liora looked at the Sister’s blank face, then at Kael, who was breathing shallowly, black veins crawling toward his heart, like a bad tattoo. She felt it, the cold, smart pressure of the hunter, coming closer, learning their fear with every second.“Do it,” Liora said, her voice all hard focus.The Lead Sister put the glass compass on Kael’s chest. The swirling black needle snapped straight to his heart then she took Liora’s hand and pushed it to the cold glass.“You are the key,” she said softly. “Turn it.”Liora didn’t reach for cold power. She reached for the link, the terrible pull killing Kael. She focused on it, and instead of fighting, she gave in.The world didn’t tear. It opened up.One moment, the ruined village square. Next, a strange twist, and they stood somewhere else.The air was thin and tasted
Bloodbound: The legacy of Serelai Chapter 49: The Gardener's Price
The cold of the grey dawn settled deep into their bones. It felt like their fear had come alive. They didn’t run, they stumbled along, hurt, empty and staggered like broken soldiers wounded. The quiet forest was no longer peaceful. It felt like it was holding its breath, waiting for something bad like a terrible disaster.Kael leaned on Ash, his face twisted in pain. The bandage on his hand was soaked, not with red blood, but with a faint, glowing silver that pulsed like a sick light and each pulse made him weaker.“We need to stop,” Elara said softly, almost too small to hear. “He can’t keep going.”Liora, walking just ahead, stopped. Her shoulders were tight, the power inside her trembling and she turned slowly. For a moment, Ash saw not the girl he loved, but something ancient and worn. Her eyes, mixed brown and silver, looked at Kael’s hands.“The knife’s cut,” she whispered. “It didn’t just hurt your skin. It cuts your…It cut part of your future. It’s erasing you slowly, taking y
Bloodbound: The legacy of Serelai Chapter 48: The Anchor and the Abyss
The world was a drum, and the door was its skin. Each hit was a thunderclap, shaking the stone floor and rattling the bones of the three trapped inside.THUD. Ash grunted, his shoulder raw and aching as it pressed against the door. The thorned symbol glowed with burning orange light, the Sisters’ magic eating away the door’s ancient power.THUD. Kael stood by the stone pedestal, gripping its edge so hard his knuckles turned white. The black knife in front of him didn’t shine, it sucked in light, a dark, dangerous thing. His mom’s old stories echoed in his head: The Final Cut. A blade to end a bloodline. A last resort.THUD. Elara crouched, holding the silent journal close. The door groaned on its hinges, a long crack spreading through the dark wood, and through it, she saw the Lead Sister’s face, calm and deadly. No anger, just the cold surety of a surgeon cutting away a limb to save a body.“This is it,” Kael said quietly. “They’re not here to catch us, they think we will use it. The
Bloodbound: The legacy of Serelai Chapter 48: The Anchor and the Abyss
The world was a drum, and the door was its skin. Each hit was a thunderclap, shaking the stone floor and rattling the bones of the three trapped inside.THUD. Ash grunted, his shoulder raw and aching as it pressed against the door. The thorned symbol glowed with burning orange light, the Sisters’ magic eating away the door’s ancient power.THUD. Kael stood by the stone pedestal, gripping its edge so hard his knuckles turned white. The black knife in front of him didn’t shine, it sucked in light, a dark, dangerous thing. His mom’s old stories echoed in his head: The Final Cut. A blade to end a bloodline. A last resort.THUD. Elara crouched, holding the silent journal close. The door groaned on its hinges, a long crack spreading through the dark wood, and through it, she saw the Lead Sister’s face, calm and deadly. No anger, just the cold surety of a surgeon cutting away a limb to save a body.“This is it,” Kael said quietly. “They’re not here to catch us, they think we will use it. The
Bloodbound: The legacy of Serelai Chapter 47: The Thorned Door
The Silent Sisters did not throw them into a cell. They were led, their arms held firmly but without anger, through the broken remains of the stronghold. The glowing walls were scarred with black cracks, and the air still buzzed from Liora’s power. The Sisters didn’t speak and their silence was worse than any threat.They were taken back to the garden cavern, the place of glowing trees. It was broken but still standing. Silver streams ran through cracked channels, and some of the light-trees had fallen, their lights fading. The Sisters shoved Ash, Kael, and Elara toward the centre of the room and then moved to the edges, standing silent and watchful.The Lead Sister stood before them. Her face looked calm again, but her tight mouth showed tension. She didn’t look at them. Her gaze was fixed on the silver cocoon holding Liora, which two other Sisters had placed carefully on a flat stone. It looked like a tomb.“The vessel is stable,” the Lead Sister said, her usual dry, businesslike vo
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The tunnel inside the mountain was a place of quiet, clean light. The air hummed with a low, almost silent vibration that shook their teeth. After the rotting village and the wild chaos of the other world, this place felt too perfect, too clean like a fancy golden cage, as Ash feared, but without any bars.They moved slowly, their steps quiet on the smooth floor. The tunnel split, but the journal in Elara’s hands pulsed with warmth, clearly, pulling them deeper into the mountain. They passed open rooms with impossible scenes: one with liquid light swirling in the air, another with a Silent Sister standing still, her hands in a basin of light like stars, eyes closed and focused.No one blocked them, no one even saw them. It was the deepest neglect they had ever felt, they were not worth notice or completely invisible, like germs in a clean room.The tunnel at last led to a huge, round room. The walls, floor, and curved roof were made of the same smooth, shining white stuff. Liora was i
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