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Chapter 42: Blood witch awakening

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Thalia's POV

​The thick torrent of blood dripping from my chest struck the cold stone floor, instantly igniting the dormant, ancient blood magic runes carved into the labyrinth.

​I froze, staring down in absolute shock as the vibrant crimson fluid flowing from my body refused to simply puddle on the ground. Instead, the blood moved as if it possessed a dark, sentient life of its own. It slithered with terrifying speed across the rough, cracked stone, perfectly filling the deep grooves of anc
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