CHAPTER 324

Serena's POV

The ground cracked beneath my boots as I lunged, Veilrender humming in my hand like a living thing drunk on blood and fury.

Tharax howled.

A tentacle of rot shot toward me, thick as a tree trunk and pulsing with festering veins. I spun, ducked low, and drove Veilrender up through it. ...

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