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The Summoning of the Council

Author: Silver Moon
last update Last Updated: 2025-10-18 04:14:41

The training session dragged on until Avery’s muscles screamed. Sweat ran down her back, her grip raw against the scythe’s handle. Every swing grew heavier, every dodge slower, but Kael never called for a stop. The Shades kept coming, and each one forced her to fight harder just to stay on her feet.

When she finally collapsed to her knees, gasping for breath, Kael at last snapped his fingers. The Shades dissolved into smoke, their ash fading into the cracked marble floor. Silence rushed in, broken only by Avery’s ragged breathing and the low hum of the Veil overhead.

“Pathetic stamina,” Kael muttered, leaning his scythe against his shoulder. His voice was sharp but less biting than usual, like he wasn’t surprised she’d given out.

Avery pressed a hand to her burning chest. “Normal people… don’t spar with ghosts for hours.”

“You’re not normal anymore,” Kael replied simply.

She glared at him through sweat-soaked hair. “You keep saying that like I’m supposed to just accept it.”

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