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Chapter 234

Stella's POV

The dark tendrils coil tighter, forming a dome of pulsating obsidian energy that traps us like insects in amber. Each tendril throbs with a sickly purple glow, laced with threads of silver nanites that crawl like maggots across the ritual's surface.

Damon's scepter splits the sky abov...