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CHAPTER 31

Author: Nathaniel Korbi
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-09-24 05:46:56

The archway sealed with a final hiss of silver. The light faded but the runes remained, faint and spider-thin across the old stones. Outside, claws scraped again — slow, testing — then a low growl rolled through the clearing.

Inside, the tower was little more than a hollow cylinder of damp rock. Moonlight leaked through cracks high above. Ivy hung down like ropes from the broken roof. Dust stirred at their arrival.

Ava leaned against the wall, palms braced on the cold stone. Her whole body trembled with leftover magic and exertion. The knot in her hand throbbed, as though it had a heartbeat of its own.

Silas crouched by the sealed archway, fingers hovering over the glowing runes, lips moving soundlessly as he reinforced them. Lyra prowled the circumference of the room, checking for hidden exits. Caleb dropped Eron Vey unceremoniously against a pillar and straightened, wiping sweat from his brow.

“You dragged us into a tomb,” Caleb muttered.

“It’s defensible,” Silas said without lookin
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