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CHAPTER 282

Darian's POV

Toward the ball of corruption still suspended over the corpse. Tendrils whipping through the air, twitching like nerves in the body of a waking god.

I screamed.

A battle cry.

A death wish.

A prayer to no one.

Veilrender glowed like a star dying in my hand, and I raised it high, all...