Incubus Reborn: Sleepless promise
Kael’s daggers flashed into his hands.
Astra’s smile widened. “You think you can steal from me? From me?” She spread her arms, and the talisman on the pedestal pulsed brighter, answering her call. “This fortress already belongs to me. Every whisper, every doubt, every fear—they all sing with my voice.”
Saraphina forced herself to stand tall, though her knees threatened to buckle. “You enslave them. That is not power. That is theft.”
Astra’s laughter echoed cold against the walls. “And yet they obey me, child. While they look at you and see only danger. Tell me, which is stronger?”