The Shadow Pact: Bound to the Demon
Chayton pinned Kael’s arms, his knee pressed hard into Kael’s gut, the staff locked across Kael’s throat.
"Yield," Chayton gasped, his face dripping with sweat.
Kael stared up at him, his pupils blown wide. For a second, his pride flared, a white-hot, demonic spark that burned brighter than the duel’s rules.
Suddenly, a shockwave of violet zhil vae erupted from Kael’s body. It wasn't a spell; it was a raw, instinctive burst of power. The force of it acted like a physical hammer, launching Chayton off him and sending the archer skidding across the concrete floor for ten feet.
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