Cassian jerked back, his face deathly pale."No... no..." He shook his head, trembling. "Please, stop..."But the Blood Mirror had no mercy. It wouldn't stop for anyone's begging.It had already caught the scent of the third memory and began frantically draining the last drops of blood from my body.White-hot agony ripped through me. The world began to blur, my consciousness fraying at the edges.My skin was practically translucent now, my veins branching out like black spiderwebs.Images began to surface in the mirror.The mirror showed a battle on the clan borders, two years past.As the clan's top assassin, Cassian had infiltrated the Fallen's lair alone. But it was an ambush.In the vision, he was covered in blood. A Fallen’s claws had torn open his throat, severing the carotid artery.Black venom was creeping into his veins.It was Fallen necro-venom. Left untreated, the victim would devolve into a mindless Ghoul within three days."Throw him in the dungeon!" Julian's voice echoed
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