Dream Sovereign: Chronicles of the Blood Moon
he growled, voice quiet as frozen wind.
Magnus spat a shard of ice from his mouth. Blood matted his helmet’s visor slit. “Crush me,” he rasped, “and judge me.” He reached beneath his cuirass, drawing a small crystalline sphere—the last Basilisk lure. “Then end it.”
Lucien hesitated, gaze flicking to Vera. Her hand drifted to the fang at her belt. Compassion and fury warred in his crimson eyes.
Vera advanced onto the ice, stepping between them. She pressed a hand to Magnus’s chest. “You chose domination,” she said, voice calm but firm. “This ends not with death, but reckoning.”
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