Chapter 71- The Taste of Ruin

Raelith POV

Failure had an odor... thin and metallic, like blood left too long in the sun.

It clung to the air of the Crucible as my Harrowed Court knelt before me, their black armor slick with rot and regret. The walls themselves shivered under the pulse of my power; torches flared violet, smoke ...

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