Chapter 65

Damon’s POV

The dagger pulsed in Damon’s hand like it was alive—its surface etched with runes that glowed a soft, eerie blue. It wasn’t just a weapon. It was a key. A beacon. A reminder that this war was older than him, older than even the curse that bound him to a fate he never asked for.

The Gua...

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