Light swallowed the Hollow.
Not gentle light, not the warm gold of Kane’s Sunborn glow but a violent, tearing storm of white-gold power, radiating from Aurelia in waves that split the earth beneath her feet.
Wind spiraled upward, ripping leaves from silverleaf trees. Moss scorched away in spiraling circles. The air itself seemed to distort, bending and warping around her trembling body.
Kane held her, refusing to let go even as energy lashed his skin like burning ribbons.
“Aurelia!” His voice cracked. “Fight it stay with me!”
She didn’t respond.
She couldn’t.
Her eyes were blank white, wide with pain she couldn’t contain, her breath coming in broken gasps. The power inside her ancient, monstrous inheritance from the Heartstone surged with violent hunger.
Riven shielded the wounde
