Chapter 69 Flames Of The Fallen

The world was spinning, a dizzying blur of fire and shadows, until all that remained was the deafening roar of the flames. Isla felt them—every flicker, every spark—as they surged within her, both terrifying and exhilarating. Her senses were heightened, every breath filling her with power, but it came at a cost. The darkness was still there, lurking just beneath the surface, waiting for a moment of weakness. She had been consumed by the flames before, but now, she was the one wielding them.