The sanctuary walls groaned like they were about to fall apart. You could feel this dark energy closing in, like a vise, making it hard to breathe. And Scarlett felt it pressing in— Victor’s influence, his shadow, was everywhere.
She thought she’d beaten him. She had been wrong.
Victor was there, coming out of the cracks in the walls, surrounded by dark magic swirling around. His eyes glowed in the dim light, burning with this angry fire.
“You thought you could kill me?” Victor’s voice was low and rough, made Scarlett shiver. “You thought it was done when you beat me?” He smirked. “This is just the start.”
Scarlett’s stomach flipped as she looked at him. His power was overwhelming, and he was feeding off the magic inside her—off the prophecy that linked them all. His magic twisted thro
