Half Blood Shadow
he shrieked.
The ground buckled. All across the courtyard, the bodies of the fallen,both Blackwood and Devonshire,began to twitch. Their eyes snapped open, glowing with the same necrotic green fire. They weren't wolves or men anymore; they were Draugr, puppets of Asmodeus’s stolen magic.
The battlefield dissolved into chaos. The remaining Devonshire wolves, terrified of their own resurrected brothers, broke rank, only to be dragged down and bitten by the undead. Killian and Julian fought back-to-back, their teeth and magic tearing through flesh that didn't feel pain.
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