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The Taste of Power
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Rigel never thought he would come back here.The cavern was exactly as he remembered—cold, damp, and reeking of death. The walls pulsed faintly with an unnatural energy, the glow of bioluminescent fungi casting eerie green shadows along the jagged stone.Every instinct in him screamed to turn back.But he couldn’t.Not when Daniel’s life was at stake.Not when the ancient evil’s whispers were growing stronger.And definitely not when the council was already preparing his execution.Rigel clenched his fists and stepped deeper into the cavern.The further he walked, the heavier the air became. The weight of old, dangerous magic pressed down on him like an unseen force.Then, a voice.Low. Amused. Waiting.“You must be desperate if you’ve come to me, boy.”A Deal with the DevilRigel turned toward the shadows, pulse quickening.From the darkness, a figure stepped forward—a tall, skeletal man draped in decayed robes, his skin paper-thin and stretched too tight over his bones. His eyes, ho
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