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Chapter 15: The Witch’s Summons

“Why do you carry my blood?” The spectral figure’s voice cut through the marsh fog, sharp as the rune-etched blade it raised, its golden glow matching Evelyn’s palm. Her rune burned, the air thick with stagnant water and decay, the ground sucking at her boots. The figure’s armor shimmered, its ey...