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seal must break

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last update Last Updated: 2025-05-22 11:50:28

Malrik’s POV

The torches flickered against the cavern walls, casting long, angry shadows that twisted like serpents. The deeper I walked, the heavier the air became—drenched with ancient magic, blood oaths, and the scent of sulfur.

At the center of the circular chamber stood Kaelron, the dark sorcerer—cloaked in crimson and black, his face half-hidden beneath a hood. His skeletal fingers moved rhythmically above the obsidian altar, muttering incantations in a forgotten tongue. The dark pool in the stone basin before him shimmered with blood and stardust.

I stepped forward. “Enough theatrics, Kaelron. I didn’t come here to watch your little rituals.”

Kaelron’s head lifted slowly. One pale eye gleamed from beneath his hood. “You always were impatient, Malrik. But breaking the seal of the Moon Goddess is no trivial matter.”

I clenched my jaw. “She was mine. She is mine. Yet I can’t reach her—not in dreams, not in power. Something’s blocking me.”

Kaelron nodded. “A divine seal. Placed by
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