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Chapter 211: After the Fall of Light

Author: Anala
last update Last Updated: 2025-06-06 01:53:36

The room was too quiet.

Dain sat unmoving, the shard still resting in his open hand, as if letting go might make the vision more real—or more permanent. He stared at the empty space before him, but his eyes didn’t see the room. Not the candlelight softening at the corners. Not the half-eaten meal beside him. Not the low whistle of wind outside the shuttered window. His senses were still trapped in a place that no longer existed, anchored in the jungle heat, in the look on her face just before she unleashed something none of them could take back.

He had seen war before. Pain. The kind that came from cruelty, yes—but also the kind that came from conviction. But what he had just witnessed wasn’t either.

What he saw in her eyes—Sariah’s eyes—before she released the Vein like a blade was not hatred.

It was grief.

And that realization hollowed him more than any fear of what she might become.

He ran a hand through his hair, chest tight, limbs heavy. “Why didn’t they tell us?” he muttered to
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