Running outside the medicine garden, we had crossed the border to the west.. or so I thought. But the Mo did not let their prey escape so easily. They had been waiting for us. They emerged from the shadows between the trees. Dark elves, their black eyes cold, their blades already drawn. Vampires, their red eyes hungry, their fangs bared. Fae, small and deadly, their wings humming with power. They had surrounded us while we sat in the green forest, while we breathed, while we thought we were safe. I stood, pulling Aldric and Seraphiel behind me. The frost in my core stirred, but it was weak. The beast within me was sleeping again, exhausted from the explosion of power at the cliff. I had nothing left. Nothing but my body and my will. "Jade," Aldric whispered. "There are too many." "I know." Seraphiel coughed, blood speckling his lips. He could not run. He could barely stand. The seed in his chest was frozen but still there, a weight that dragged him toward death with eve
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