The Lone Wolf
The earth caved beneath their feet, but there was no stopping their brutal clash.
The Oracle appeared beside Ophelia within the circle, lending her her strength and whispering an invocation together.
“Blood of the heir, fire of the gods, seal the wound between what is and what must not be…”
They repeated the chant several times, and Ophelia’s chest burned. Light bled from her pores channeled towards the circle dias, which posed resistance. But with focus and dedication, she conquered its will and got it to accept her. Shadows surged from the runes, crawling up her legs, branding her with celestial marks. Her eyes rolled back as her magic collided with the Heart's essence inside her.
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