Lucian's Undoing
“But—he’s—!”
“Lucian’s not just strong,” Dorian added, stepping beside them. His face was tense, but there was a sliver of awe in his voice. “He’s a goddamn force. This is what it means to be the highest rank vampire. You have to trust him.”
Elias looked up, chest heaving—and stared into the chaos unfolding ahead.
Lucian moved like a storm. His wings were fully extended now, not flesh but shimmering shadow, tipped with light like starlight and blades. Every strike of his hands sent waves of force into the earth, cratering the ground. The night bled around him, answering to his command.
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