My Fated Enemy
“I'm only guessing, of course, but it makes sense, doesn't it? Fiery Mist Pack discovers ancient spells and needs to test them before they give them to their allies…”
Ameer scratched his short brown beard and leaned back in his seat. “If they succeeded, we're in seriously deep shit…”
“I don't think it was a complete success, though,” I said, again drawing everyone's attention. “The dark power there seemed… unleashed, uncontrolled, raw… I think they didn't mean to kill everyone in that rogue lair. It might have been a failure.”
Torin narrowed his eyes at me. “You think they're missing something.”
I nodded. “The Moon Tears.”
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