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CHAPTER 28: THE RETURN TO THE SCUM

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ELENA’S POV

The silver Eclipse signet ring on my finger was our only source of light. It pulsed with a steady, smoky silver glow that sliced through the suffocating blackness of the brick-lined tunnel, illuminating the path for the twenty-five hundred northern shadow warriors wading in single file behind me. Their ironwood spears clinked softly against the masonry, a terrifying sound like a ticking clock counting down the final minutes of the Bloodmoon dynasty.

"The brickwork is changing fr
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