Chapter 393: The Search

Chapter 393: The Search

Vincent/Vaelthor~

I stormed out of the palace gates, the cool rain slapping against my face like a mocking reminder of the bond I’d just shattered. My chest ached with a hollow, throbbing pain that radiated from my core, as if someone had carved out a piece of my soul and left it bleeding on the gym floor. Katrina’s cries echoed in my mind—"Vincent... no... it hurts... why?"—but I pushed them down, burying them under layers of rage and desperation. Sylthara—my little sister, my Winter—was out there somewhere, alone and broken, and I had to find her. She’d blocked me completely, severing our mental link like a guillotine blade. No matter how hard I reached out, probing the shadows for her familiar essence, I hit nothing but empty void. Frustration boiled in my veins, hot and unrelenting, making my shadows twitch and coil around my fingers like agitated snakes.

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