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154 - Marked Bride
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2024-11-19 22:01:02GILDEON
Three strikes.
He had only three moves left before his body would give out. He needed to conserve his remaining energy—to fight the enchanted poison coursing through him while ensuring he would still be alive for the next few hours.
Gildeon had to bet everything on these final attacks.
“Overconfident, are we, salamander?” Vergilius said, a wry smile curling his lips.
Gildeon shrugged. “I just like my odds.”
Vergilius looked composed, but the way his fingers brushed the brim of his hat told Gildeon that the elder vampire’s fight was nearing its end. Even so, Vergilius would certainly want to drag Gildeon down with him.
‘He can only try,’ Gildeon thought.
His chest heaved, hot steam slipping through his gritted teeth in a hiss. The battle haze enveloped him. Fire surged in his arms, crackling as it burned from within. Swiftly, he unleashed a torrent of flame
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