The Devil's Game
“The serum is… priceless. More than priceless. So prohibitively expensive to synthesize that even the International Council, with all their greed and vaults of money, couldn’t secure it. They’ve tried for years—decades, even. They’ve poured fortunes into labs, bribed entire universities, sold land, bled nations dry, and still… still they couldn’t produce more than a handful of drops.”
Her words seemed to thrum in the night air.
Ayra shook her head. “And Father… had it?”
“He didn’t just have it,” Lisbeth replied. “He used it. On Benedict.”
Ayra’s confusion deepened, a knot tightening inside her. “But what does it do?”
Lucian finally spoke, his voice low, clipped. “It forces the body to form a
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