Nyx’s laughter was a chorus of innocence and malice. The First Demon’s shadow pulsed around him, feeding on his rage.
“You abandoned him,” the Demon hissed through Nyx’s lips. “Left him to burn in your shadow.”
Elara’s flames faltered. “Nyx, fight it!”
Kael lunged, but the Demon hurled him back with a wave of darkness. “You cannot win. I am his future.”
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Aurelia appeared, her golden wings tattered. “The Forge isn’t just a prison,” she said, gripping Elara’s arm. “It’s a weapon. Use it to sever the Demon’s bond with Nyx.”
“How?” Kael growled.
Aurelia’s gaze hardened. “Sacrifice.”
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Elara and Kael stood before the Forge, its chains rattling.
“One of us must bond with it,” Elara said, her voice steady. “To control its power.”
Kael gripped her hand. “Together.”
They plunged their claws into the Forge, their blood mingling with its molten core. The chains snapped, and the Forge’s power flooded their veins.
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They faced Nyx, now a vessel for the First Demon.
“You cannot win,” the Demon roared.
“We already have,” Elara said, her flames merging with Kael’s.
They unleashed the Forge’s power, severing the Demon’s bond with Nyx. The shadow screamed, dissolving into ash.
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Nyx collapsed into Elara’s arms, his eyes his own.
“I’m sorry,” he whispered.
Kael knelt beside them. “You’re safe. That’s all that matters.”