Chapter 100

*Kaelen*

The blade didn’t hum.

It breathed.

The Mirror Fang rested across my palms like a living pulse, faint and rhythmic—so quiet it might’ve been mistaken for nothing, but unmistakable once felt. Its edge shimmered with an inner light that wasn’t moonlight or flame but something older, buried deep in the roots of magic itself. Valerius stood a few feet away, arms crossed, his expression carved