C81 A SIGN OF THE BROKEN FLAME

The world was no longer still.

The flames that had previously heeded Elara’s call now flickered – restless, divided, almost terrified of her.

Wind tore through the valley, carrying whispers that didn’t belong to this realm. The earth shattered beneath her feet, lines of crimson light coursing across the ground like veins of molten blood.

Damon stood a few yards away