A Ghost in the Ruins

SPECIAL CHAPTER: DRAVEN’S POV

I arrived too late.

The arena was already quiet when I stepped through the blood-smeared doorway. The red mist had thinned. The power that once hung in the air now hummed in the floorboards like a dying echo. Sienna was standing with Ronan, alive and whole, thank the gods. They didn’t see me. I didn’t step closer.

Her hair was still white. Her eyes had that unnatural