The Warlock's Debt

-Paige-

Composing myself from the devastating, suffocating grief of believing I was dead, I suck in a deep, shaky breath. The phantom pain of my demise slowly ebbs away, replaced by a cold, sharp clarity. I decide to keep moving. I have to keep exploring the ruined, echoing halls of the Vane mansion. I know deep down in my bones that I can't be truly dead. The Moon Goddess doesn't work like that.