THE NIGHT BRINGS MADNESS.

Chapter: 37

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TALON:

Time had a peculiar way of slipping past me, like water through my fingers. Days turned into weeks, and weeks blended into months as I settled into my new life at the camp. My mornings were filled with classes that expanded my knowledge, while my afternoons were consumed by combat training that pushed me to my limits. Each day presented a new challenge, and every lesson was a step toward becoming stronger and more skilled. I could feel myself improving rapidly—my body adapting to the rigorous training and my mind sharpening with every lesson learned.

After feeding from Altair that day, I had walked around the camp with a weight of fear hanging on my shoulders, expecting to see my uncle charging behind me, ready to end my life. But as time passed, I neither heard nor saw anything, and slowly, I returned to my routine. I hadn't fed on rabbit blood since that day, and the transformation I experienced lingered, making my day-to-day life easier to manage.

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