Chapter 140: The Blood Calls to the Wound

The Blight-wight dissolved into a puddle of steaming black ichor at our feet, its final, alien words hanging in the cold Sump air like a death sentence: "The blood calls… to the Wound…"

Kaelen stared at the spot, his face a mask of cold fury and dawning horror. "The Blight," he said, his voice a lo...

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