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CHAPTER23- INTO THE HOLLOW'S HEART.

Author: Nathaniel
last update Last Updated: 2025-05-08 06:31:26

The deeper they ventured into the Hollow, the more the air grew thick with an oppressive weight. The stones beneath their boots were slick with the remnants of ancient rituals, their surfaces marred by time and the corruption that had seeped through the ages. The once vibrant air was now a fetid, suffocating miasma, heavy with the scent of decay and the faint pulse of dark magic. It felt as though the Hollow itself was alive, breathing in time with them.

Selena could feel it—the tug of the magic, threading through her very veins, pulling at her fire. Her flames, once so hot and sure, flickered weakly, as if the Hollow itself was dampening her power. It made her chest tighten with frustration. She was the Flameborn. She should have control. But here, in this forsaken place, that control was slipping.

Kael’s eyes were sharp, his every motion deliberate. He didn’t speak, but his presence was a steady anchor beside her, a reminder that she wasn’t alone in this madness. Thorne, ever the si
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