The Hidden Sanctuary
Seraphina's POV
I checked Lyra's pulse for the hundredth time that hour. Still weak, but steady. The healing potions were keeping her alive, but barely.
"You're safe now," I whispered to her unconscious form. "I won't let them use you anymore."
The ancient sanctuary around us hummed with old magic. Stone walls covered in glowing runes, air that tasted of power and secrets. This place had been hidden for over a thousand years, built by vampires and witches who refused to fight each other.
I'd found it by accident three days ago, while running from the Kanima Master's remaining forces. Now it was the only place I could think to bring Lyra.
"She still hasn't awakened?"
I spun around. The sanctuary's guardian stood in the doorway - an ancient woman who looked neith
