Chapter 57 Whispers Of The Past
The battlefield was still. Too still.
The burnt bodies of the Order of the Hollow continued to smolder in the frigid night air, their robes nothing more than a pile of ash from Mina's golden flames. The figure in the hood, the one who had taken out their leader with an otherworldly flick of their hand, stood stock-still under the blood-red moon.
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