Chapter 41: The Sacred Trial
Serinveia’s pupils constricted, her silver hair stirring as if caught in an invisible breeze, a dangerous ripple of spatial energy emanating from her. “Move aside one last time,” she said,…
Serinveia’s pupils constricted, her silver hair stirring as if caught in an invisible breeze, a dangerous ripple of spatial energy emanating from her. “Move aside one last time,” she said,…