Chapter 79: Shackles of the Soul

A sharp, biting cold coiled around Elara’s wrists like iron shackles, sending a shudder through her body as she stirred awake. The air was damp, filled with the scent of aged stone and something darker—magic.

She groggily opened her eyes, only to find herself bound.

Thick, glowing sigils wrapped a...

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