Twenty - BP

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Twenty: Hungering, it was something tangible, even as I saw the expansive darkness spreading out. The chained beings began to invade the court, and Lycans fought shoulder-to-shoulder with the Vampyrs. Aurelia stood on two beautiful legs in her third form. She swept the air, clawing with gale slashes cleaving eight feet around her with brutal magiks of wind augmenting her claws. Her midnight wolf fur almost glowed under the waning moon. The darkness seemed to enthrall the compound. Preternatural midnight held even as the morning rose around us. I felt the brisk chill of the icy Shadow-verse expanding around us. “Morgana, if we survive this, remind me to punch ye fer this! Considering that trip was all but a complete waste of time!” I snapped, and she rolled her eyes. “As if I was g

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