The Devil's Broken Doll
As though the battle unfolding around him was merely another step toward a destination only he could see.
Then the battlefield tore open, and the vision became something else.
The Citadel Mountain rose before her, vast and black against a sky split by impossible light. Three flames circled it. Red moved first, violent and magnificent, wrapping the mountain in rings of infernal heat. Gold followed, older, deeper, twining around the red in spirals that looked sometimes like an embrace and sometimes like a strangling chain. Then white fire erupted from below, brilliant enough to turn the shadows transparent, winged and wild and terrifyingly alive. The three flames twisted around one another, co
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