Ian's POV “TUEHH!” I spat full in his face, the act raw and feral, defiance boiling so hot in my veins it burned away my fear for a heartbeat. “Go to hell, you moron!” I shouted, my voice cracking the chamber open like a curse hurled at the gallows. Even standing at death’s edge, I would not bow. I would not beg. Shabari’s face went still. Too still. Then it shifted, not like flesh, but like a puzzle wall grinding inward, rearranging itself with malicious intent. The black energy coiled around him surged upward, unfurling from his sides and spine, rising high and wide until it loomed over him like a living nightmare, a towering, grotesque silhouette of a vast, winged abomination clawed from shadow itself. My courage withered instantly, shrinking like a candle drowned in sudden rain. Selene! My breath stuttered. Was that a bat? The shape loomed and twitched, wings stretching, leathery, stirring the air with a stench of rot and old magic. Its shadow crawled along the walls,
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