Bloodbound: The legacy of Serelai
Above, the Blood Moon flickered and for a moment, it was just a moon again.
The mill was silent, a broken old building.
Liora swayed, drained, the glow on her forehead faded, she had won, not with weapons, but with deep healing.
But then a figure sprang from the dark.
Gregor, broken in mind, wild-eyed and he held a jagged wood shard. “You! You stole everything, my power, my son, my world!”
He pushed the shard deep into Liora’s back.
She cried out and dropped to her knees, the last sound she heard was Ash’s roar
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