Chapter 138

Go to Elara Point of View:

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The air in the highest tower felt wrong.

Too thick. Too still. Too heavy for anyone but me to bear.

My lungs burned with each breath, but not from weakness — no, that fragile part of me was gone. I could feel my blood thrumming with a steady, commanding pulse.

My veins no longer carried pain; they carried power, and it was mine.

‘We’re ready, Elara’ Myrk's voice echo