ra
tom of the abyss with a deafe
violent impact sent me flying. My shoulder slammed into the thihe dried mud on my face. The sickening jolt threw my mind back to the night our family hwas absolute, dead
obbing and frantic, breathless pr
the grating. I moved quickly to the thickest load-bearing pillar in the center of the cage a
beyond the bars, th
eath my boots began to vibrate with the
. A suffocating wave of wild, feral pheromones flooded the air, mixed with the
rabbed the iron bars and shook them, screaming a
massive, pitch-blac
k, jagged scales and dark red, glowing runes carved directly into the beast's flesh. I recognized those markings
ed onto the to
its muscles. The reinforced steel bars, designed to withsthe cage. His shriek lasted exactly half a second before it
d through the bars. It splashed a
n't make a sound. My survival instincts screamed at me to stay perfectl
. They scrambled like blind rats, pouring out of the torn g
lued to the pillar, my eyes tracking th
imson eyes. The sounds of the slaughter were horrific-the tearing of flesh, the crunching of sk
ing in the cage kept me i
My fingers brushed against a sharp, jagged piece of glass I had pi
ll into a heavy, suffocating silence, broken o
s appeared at the tor
s than ten
that was Kaelen, the Mad King. He was a terrifying hybrid of a demonic wolf and a dra
as sniffing the air, sorting thro
olently I thought it would crack my sternum. I gripped th
toward the shadows.
and squeezed his upper body through the torn metal. His jagged spikes scr
drive it straight into his eye. My noble blood d
. His muscles coiled tight. He
ut on my palm tore wider. Several heavy drops of warm, crimson bloo
od hit the air, e
. But it wasn't just fear. A strange, unfamiliar heat coiled at the base of my spin
locked up completely. His crimson pupil
of blood-unless that blood was the exact cure it had been starved of
breath blasted
e?" I thought, my min
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