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09 Enter the Bloodhunt

“W-why are they attacking me?” she asked Juste what was going on.

“Didn’t you forget?” Juste was catching his breath. “Don’t put your guard down.”

“H-have t-they found out?” Chastine was fumbling with words.

“Yes, ah!” Juste let out a sharp cry as he pulled out a dart from his right thigh. He was hit before he even came for Chastine.

“Juste!” Chastine was frightened for his life.

“I’ll be fine. Poison don’t really work well against me.” Vigilantly panting, he continued, “they must’ve sensed the shadowcasting presence from before.”

“H-how?”

“Beats me. You should know co'z you’re a witborn, ah!” Juste winced from his other wound, a small shrapnel embedded in his left shoulder blade. He removed it, shaking and with effort.

Shadowcasting is a taboo art developed by the fellhounds. It’s akin to the dark arts that bloodhunts are capable of.

Chastine couldn’t figure out why they have sensed fellhound taboo arts. Someone must’ve been gifted in that village sensitive enough to sense such skill
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