![]() ![]() “Let me pass, Anhuset!”īrishen’s body lay in the snow, unmoving, bloody. Ildiko would have none of it and tried to dart to the side, only to be efficiently blocked by her guard. ![]() Everyone leapt back, and Anhuset shoved Ildiko behind her. ![]() The shroud of black light suddenly heaved upward with an audible snap. If the old crone had turned Brishen into a demon, she’d carve her into pieces and feed her to him. Ildiko whined softly before casting the Elsod a murderous look. “That is how galla look.” Megiddo’s words dropped like boulders into the sea of quiet. It spasmed and stretched before collapsing in on itself, only to extend once more as if struggling to break free of a shackle. Ildiko’s lungs threatened to burst with the need to scream, but she held silent, watching as light, which had become darkness, swallowed her husband whole. ![]()
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