Aveline's P.O.VThe robed figure descended the stairs with impossible grace, his feet barely touching the stone. Dark magic swirled around him like living smoke, and the temperature in the dungeon dropped twenty degrees in seconds.He reached the bottom of the stairs and pulled back his hood. I'd expected a monster. Scars, deformities, something that matched the evil I felt radiating from him. Instead, I saw a surprisingly young face, maybe thirty years old, with sharp features and pale skin. Handsome, even. Except for the eyes.They were completely black. No whites, no pupils, no iris. Just pure, endless black that seemed to swallow light."I am High Priest Cornelius," he said, his voice smooth and cultured. "Voice of Lord Malachar on this plane. We're honored by your presence, True Luna.""The honor's all yours," I said, my hands already glowing with silver magic. "Because I'm about to send you straight to hell."He laughed, the sound echoing unnaturally in the confined space. "Such
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