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Chapter 106: Not a Witch Hunter
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2026-07-27 14:00:32“More like desperate,” Escuro said shifting on his feet. “I am no witch hunter. I came hoping to make use of your skills.” The fireball in her hand flickered, the intensity of the light wavering for a split second as her confusion momentarily overrode her anger.
Escuridade did not lower the flame, but she did not hurl it either. “Make us of my skills?” she repeated, her voice dropping an octave. The idea was absurd. People did not come
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Where Ashes and Oaths Collide Chapter 106: Not a Witch Hunter
“More like desperate,” Escuro said shifting on his feet. “I am no witch hunter. I came hoping to make use of your skills.” The fireball in her hand flickered, the intensity of the light wavering for a split second as her confusion momentarily overrode her anger. Escuridade did not lower the flame, but she did not hurl it either. “Make us of my skills?” she repeated, her voice dropping an octave. The idea was absurd. People did not come to her for help; the concept of a non-hunter seeking her out was so foreign it felt like a trap. She descended one step, her boots making a dull thud on the rotting wood of the staircase. her purple eyes searched his face, looking for the telltale twitch of a lie or the glint of a hidden weapon. “You are talking about magic like it is a tool. Like a hammer or a plow,” she said, her eyes narrowing. “No, I am well aware that magic is more like an art for. A part of yourself,&rdqu
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Where Ashes and Oaths Collide Chapter 103: No More Half-truths
Escuridade pulled back slightly, her hands still gripping her robes. Her purple eyes sharpened, the soft vulnerability replaced by cold, calculating clarity. “That is what you gave him?” she asked with a suspicious look. Escuro nodded. “Perhaps it is time I told you everything,” he said and took a deep breath. she stood still; her gaze fixed on him. The soft moment between them had evaporated, replaced by the heavy stillness of the underground chamber. She did not pull away, but she braced herself, her fingers loosening their grip on his robes as she prepared for whatever truth he was about to lay bare. “Then tell me,” she said with a steady voice. “No more half-truths. No more protecting me from things I need to know.” she glanced toward the statue of the king standing between the candles, its unblinking eyes seeming to watch them both before returning her attention to him. “Tell me everything you have been hiding.”
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Escuridade walked around him until she could see Escuro’s face again. The statue behind him seemed to mock them both with its unblinking gaze. “But Estella– she did not just drink from it. She used it. She turned people into weapons, into prisoners, into something hollowed out.” she paused, her voice hardening. “That is not excitement. That is a choice.” She reached out, her hand hovering near his arm but not quite touching. “I know,” Escuro admitted. “But I did not know why. She was not a power hunger person. And what exactly is behind the fountain that she is using? Why does it not work on those who possess magic?”Escuridade pulled her hand back, clenching it into a fist at her side. The questions hung in the air, unanswered and unanswerable. “Maybe that is why,” she said, her voice low. “Maybe magic is not just a tool. Maybe it is part of what makes us whole. And the fountain– it does not
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Mestre Escuro did not turn immediately. He was bent over the alter, his fingers hovering just above the surface of the king’s crown. The flickering light from the candles cast long, dancing shadows across his face, making him look older than he had even a week ago. “The inscriptions are changing,” he said, his voice low and preoccupied. “Every time we clear the site, the runes shift. It is as if the altar itself is reacting to our presence.” Escuridade stood in the doorway, her arms crossed tightly against her chest. The silence between them stretched, thick and uncomfortable. “We found her,” she said. His hand froze. He did not move for a long moment, then slowly straightened, turning to face her.Escuro’s expression was unreadable– a mixture of relief so profound it looked like pain, and something else she would not quite name. “Emile?” he asked calmly. “Yes,” Escuridade said, her voice flat and h
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