MOON OF ASHES
You cannot cut me away!
“Yes we can!” Ava shouted, her voice raw but steady.
Together, they pushed.
The silver storm intensified, a tidal wave roaring through the chamber, tearing at the Exile’s form. Shadows shredded, red eyes blinked and vanished, its voice dwindling to a distorted echo. Ava watched as the thing that had haunted them, enslaved them, and fed on them for generations began to collapse into dust.
But even as victory loomed, she felt the danger. The torrent wasn’t stopping. The heart’s power raged, endless, merciless, uncaring. The bond strained, threads trembling at the edges. Her vision darkened, her body cracking under the weight of it.
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