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Chapter 37 : A Night of Fire
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The castle groaned around them like a living thing.Lyra stood frozen in the dim torchlight, her pulse hammering in her ears. The stone beneath her feet pulsed in time with her heartbeat, sending waves of unseen energy spiraling outward. It was wrong - all of it - the way the air had thickened, the way the walls trembled as if something deep within them had stirred.Kane was already moving.His golden eyes flicked toward her, sharp and assessing. “Lyra...”“I know,” she breathed, her fingers curling around the still-glowing stone at her chest.Another tremor rippled through the castle. This time, it wasn’t subtle. The walls shuddered, dust raining from the ancient beams overhead. Down the corridor, doors slammed open, and distant voices rose in confusion. The guards were waking, warriors roused from their slumber by something they couldn’t yet name.But Lyra knew.The Grand Stone.It had called to her in her dreams, in her visions, and now, its power was bleeding into the world.“We
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