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Chapter 20: Rowan’s Mask

“Evelyn, hold on!” Tristan’s shout was a desperate rasp as the red portal’s roar engulfed them, the wraith’s claws raking his arm, its icy grip dragging them through a vortex of shadow and heat. The air churned, thick with the stench of sulfur and blood, Evelyn’s rune searing her palm like a bran...