Bounded Beyond The Abyss
The marble beneath Elyssia cracked like ice, dark tendrils of energy rising from its depths.
The dagger never met her flesh. Instead, the High Priest was thrown back, his body slamming against the stone walls with a sickening crunch. The other priests scrambled away in terror, their sacred robes now stained with their own fear.
Elyssia gasped as heat flooded her veins. Her bonds burned away, disintegrating into nothing. A pair of unseen hands-strong, possessive-curled around her shoulders. The voice, now deeper, richer, resonated within her.
"You are mine now, Priestess."
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