Overcoming Despair
“Iris, this isn’t working!” Aiden yelled; his voice barely heard over the Ravager’s thunderous roar. He stumbled backward, his chest heaving as the huge beast advanced. Its fiery red eyes burned with a strange light, and dark smoke poured from its wounds, binding them together as fast as they were made.
“It’s not just a beast,” Iris said, her voice shaking as she took a step back, her gaze locked on the whirling black tentacles. “It’s... it’s connected to Damon’s magic. That’s why it won’t die.”
Aiden’s head snapped toward her, his eyes wide with understanding. “Damon? You’re saying he’s running this thing?”
“Not directly,” she said, holding her side where a small cut oozed blood. “But his power is feeding the Ravager. Every hit we land only makes it stronger.”
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