Chapter 85: The Secrets of the Vault
The heavy doors of the vault slammed shut behind us, sealing out the horrors we had barely escaped. The echoes of the Forgotten One’s whispers still lingered in my mind, a soft, curling presence that refused to fade completely. I took a slow, shaky breath, pressing my palm against the cold stone, grounding myself in the moment.
Ethan was at my side instantly, his body tense with restrained fury. His blue eyes barely contained frustration as he scanned my face, searching for answers, reassurance, anything to tell him that I was okay. But I wasn’t sure if I was.
“Are you hurt?” His voice was low, rough, his fingers brushing against my wrist where I had just unleashed the Forgotten One’s power.
I shook my head. “No. But something’s wrong.”
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