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CHAPTER 27 — THE SHADOW’S CLAIM
Author: steffy winters
last update2025-11-29 03:39:19

The night became a graveyard of silence.Tom stood frozen, the broken roof framing the monstrous silhouette above him.The White Shadow,

crouched like a beast tasting the air humanoid in outline but shifting constantly, as though made of living fog. Its presence smothered the oxygen,

the warmth, the very sense of reality around them.Snowly bared his fangs, every strand of his fur glowing with frostfire.Aelor stepped forward with trembling resolve.

But the Shadow saw only one thing.”Tom”.

The air tightened, compressing around Tom’s chest.His Spirit Eye pulsed violently, reacting to the entity before him.

Snowly’s voice echoed sharply through Tom’s mind.“Tom, don’t stare directly at it, look away!”

But Tom couldn’t move. Couldn’t breathe. Couldn’t blink.His left eye burning with ancient power locked onto the thing that had once been his mother’s guardian.

The White Shadow straightened slowly, mist swirling like wings trailing behind its form“My vessel"

Its voice was a whisper carried ac
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