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Chapter Nine: The Weight of Old Blood
Author: Pure moon
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Kael didn’t wait long.

Two days after the collapse and Varyn’s death, the pull became impossible to ignore. The whispers in his blood had turned into a constant hum, matching the rhythm of the Voidbreaker at his back. The Pit itself seemed restless—small tremors, strange drafts, prisoners reporting odd sounds from the lower levels.

He found Mira overseeing weapons repairs, her single eye sharp despite the pain she tried to hide.

“I’m going back down,” he told her quietly. “Alone. I need answers
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