Chapter 39: Breaking Point
The bird’s body hung limp in her grip, wings splayed at wrong angles where fingers had closed with divine finality.
She opened her hand.
The corpse tumbled through empty air, black feathers spiraling as it fell into the crater’s throat. Darkness swallowed it whole.
Cel couldn’t breathe.
‘Esrin Tempvolt.’
The name arrived with the force of recognition. Not from personal meetings – his father had deemed him too shameful for most noble gatherings. But everyone knew her story. Everyone had witnessed when the Emperor himself granted her the title of Hallowed, acknowledging her ascension to the pinnacle of human existence.
His chest tightened with something between awe and terror as she hovered there, wings shifting with subtle
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