Chapter 78 A Flicker of Dawn
Chapter seventy-eight
A Flicker of Dawn
Somewhere on the battlefield, every soul Maris had blessed now sat waiting.
The Veil faded, terrors misted, a curse lifted. A goddess damned.
Maris had given her power to the people of Achyron and they each stepped forward a hand to her chest to return it.
The last of her light was returned by a ruined Senerya as tears poured from her eyes and with it — the last hope to bring back the one who had saved them.
They sat in silence. Reflective. Mournful.
Her body had not stirred.
Kael clutched the ring in his closed fist and lifted gaze taking her in once more.
His arms still cradled her.
His heart broken.
The king of shadows broke into a sob as the sky began to bleed with a sliver of golden light.
The dawn of a new era.