ASHES OF THE LUNA QUEEN
The sound was not sound at all, but a vibration that cracked through the air and inside their bones, like every grave in existence echoing at once.
You are mine. Flame, void, blood, everything burns down here. Zayn spat blood onto the stone. “Not yet.”
He surged forward, his blade igniting with bloodfire, carving a line against the colossal shadow-hand. The fire clung, hissing against the void, but the abyss didn’t even flinch.
The hand swept sideways like a mountain in motion, smashing into Zayn and hurling him across the cavern like a ragdoll. He hit the far wall with a sickening crack, stone splintering around him.
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