Aetherion Academia #1: Shadows of Rebirth
I had lost the memory of how this trial ended in the book, but I hadn't lost the instinct to survive.
Without hesitation, the Emissary sliced my palm.
I didn’t flinch. I watched, detached, as my blood - darker than it should have been - began to fall. Each drop hit the sacred silver basin below with the sound of thunder made small.
The water within glowed a brilliant, crystalline silver where my blood touched it, rippling outward like moonlight on a restless sea.
For a heartbeat, it was beautiful. Then the light faltered.
Dark, oily tendrils began to coil beneath the surface - alive, hungry, and whispering in tongues that had not been spoken since the first death.
Bab Populer