Chapter 2 · free to read
The astral bow still humming in his blood, Arav set out across the salt bridge to Lankapur. The seer would not let him walk alone.
In Lankapur, the demon-king felt the intruder like a splinter under his own skin.
The bridge answered its master.
The second draw did not split him open. It felt like coming home to something stolen.
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