CHAPTER 68 — RHAEL’S SHATTERED TRUTH
Third-POV
The whole place was silent but for Rhael’s ragged breathing. Gabriella sat cross-legged beside him, silver light still faintly humming around her fingertips, tethering his volatile energy to the present. She had thought the worst was behind them after the Trial of Echoes. She had been wrong.
A scream tore through the silence. High-pitched, raw, gut-wrenching. Rhael convulsed, thrashing violently against the bindings Gabriella had established. His eyes rolled back, glowing faintly with corruption as fragmented whispers slithered through his mind.
“Rhael!” Gabriella shouted, diving toward him, hands gripping his shoulders. Ava’s voice surged within her, calm but insistent: Anchor him! Hold him fast. Do not let him slip.
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