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CHAPTER THIRTEEN: THE NAME IN THE FLAMES
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The trees froze mid bloom. Velra’s power spread in a perfect ring, snowflakes hanging still in the air like time had fractured. Kael stood in the center, shirtless, breathing steam.

Lira flanked him, blades drawn, flames pulsing from her palms. But Kael raised a hand. “No. She’s mine.” Velra tilted her head, her gaze sorrowful. “Then you’ve already lost.”

She struck first sending ice shards faster than sound. Kael dodged one, two then caught the third mid-air and melted it in his fist. Their powers collided, frost against thunderfire. “Why are you doing this?” Kael shouted between blows.

“Because I loved you,” Velra replied, “and they turned you into him.”

While Kael fought for his life, the Hollow Flame stood at the cliff’s edge, watching the storm of magic light up the trees. He knew this moment would come. He knew Kael would ask the question. And he knew what lay buried beneath the temple under lock, seal, and blood oath.

He whispered to the wind, as if to an old friend. “You alway
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  • CHAPTER THIRTEEN: THE NAME IN THE FLAMES

    The trees froze mid bloom. Velra’s power spread in a perfect ring, snowflakes hanging still in the air like time had fractured. Kael stood in the center, shirtless, breathing steam.Lira flanked him, blades drawn, flames pulsing from her palms. But Kael raised a hand. “No. She’s mine.” Velra tilted her head, her gaze sorrowful. “Then you’ve already lost.”She struck first sending ice shards faster than sound. Kael dodged one, two then caught the third mid-air and melted it in his fist. Their powers collided, frost against thunderfire. “Why are you doing this?” Kael shouted between blows.“Because I loved you,” Velra replied, “and they turned you into him.”While Kael fought for his life, the Hollow Flame stood at the cliff’s edge, watching the storm of magic light up the trees. He knew this moment would come. He knew Kael would ask the question. And he knew what lay buried beneath the temple under lock, seal, and blood oath.He whispered to the wind, as if to an old friend. “You alway

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