—Narrated—Behind the carnage, standing calmly near the back pillar, Raven didn't flinch.The young inksmith leaned casually against the stone column, his dark, beautiful eyes watching the slaughter without a single trace of fear or panic. He didn't run, he didn't scream.He simply waited.Once the remaining survivors had managed to stumble out into the corridors, the grand hall fell dead quiet once again, painted in blood and bodies.Reginald’s massive, towering form turned toward Raven. The beast took long, heavy strides across the room, the marble floors scraping under the immense weight of his toe claws.Yet before he even reached the young man, the dark magic surrounding his body flared. Bones snapped back into place, black fur receded into skin, and within seconds, Reginald stood fully human once again, completely naked and breathing heavily.Raven reached to his side, picking up a heavy velvet robe he had prepared, and held it open, waiting patiently.Reginald stepped direct
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