Chapter 63
Even if that meant her bond to Fletcher no longer existed. CRACK! As if to solidify her decision, a necromagical bolt cracked through the airspace between her and Nordrion. They wheeled in opposite directions, twirling away from each other to come around and face their foe. “Shädar,” Khyvette growled. The demon king was back for more, brimming with dark power and ready for a fight. Khyvette had inadvertently absorbed quite a bit of magic as she’d soared across the field. Assessing her soul, she found a suitable amount of available lightmagic simmering within. Reflecting it outwards, she sent a searing jet of light at the necrocrelai. “He’s targeting me, I’m sure,” she said, glancing sidelong at Nordrion. “Because I can wield, or simply because I’m bonded. Necrovar hates bonded dragons
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