The Flaming Heart
It was a pair of dragon wings, burning red.
As the flow of the lightning reached Leila’s left palm, both Leila and Thorn felt a strange and immense resistance. Something wasn’t right.
Leila’s left hand suddenly became scorching hot, the red dust in her palm moving violently.
As a fierce bolt of lightning flashed across the open air, the goddess suddenly disappeared. Lightning struck the five flaming pillars, and all of them were split down the middle.
A sharp pain assaulted Leila’s forehead, as if the lava itself was burrowing through her skull. The unfinished sigil had vanished. She lost consciousness at once. As she drifted away, she thought she heard a raven cawing beside her ear.
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