Rise of the Bloodstone King
A fierce determination to save her pushed through me, awakening a part of my magic I hadn't known existed as I destroyed Sorin's hold on me, but it was too late.
Just as I broke my hands free from the ice, I felt the dream realm shutter, and I watched Helga fall to the ground as the ice vanished from her wings. Sorin was dead, and with it, all her magic vanished, including the one good thing she ever created, Alora.
"Alora," I yelled, followed by Helga. I ran towards her, panic seizing my heart as I dropped to my knees. Ashes floated around us, Alora's body naked, her clothes not surviving the blaze but her body seemingly untouched.
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