SEALED FATE
Ribbons of blue and crimson light coiled around Caveen’s limbs, lifting him gently from the ground, suspending him like a butterfly in a glass jar.
“Begin the reading,” commanded Elva, the seer from the Sapphic Eye, her pupils a swirling mist.
As the enchantments settled around Caveen, the orb shifted colors—from blue to violet, then to gold. His aura became visible: a swirling storm of multiple hues.
“Unusual,” murmured one vampire elder. “I sense vampire lineage—clear and dominant.”
“And Lycan,” added Jarak, the Alpha emissary. “No doubt he is Carl’s son.”
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