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Vincent/Vaelthor/Star
The vortex spat us out like unwanted refuse, and the world reformed around Nicholas and me in a haze of sulfurous smoke and echoing snarls. My head throbbed from the chaotic pull of the portal, but I forced myself to focus, shadows instinctively curling around my fists like protective gloves. We were in the heart of the demon realm's throne room—a cavernous hall carved from obsidian veins that pulsed with unholy light, the air thick with the metallic tang of blood and the acrid burn of brimstone. Torches flickered in sconces shaped like screaming skulls, casting jagged shadows that danced across the walls like mocking specters. High above, the ceiling arched into infinity, dotted with glowing red crystals that mimicked a hellish starry sky.
The demons who had dragged us here—those hulking brutes with leathery wings and horns twisted like thorns—shoved us forward onto the cold, uneven stone floor. Chains rattled around our wrists, forged from dark iron that bit into my skin, suppressing my powers just enough to make escape a grind. Nicholas growled beside me, his hybrid form partially shifted, fangs bared and eyes glowing with that feral vampire-werewolf fire. He looked ready to rip throats, and honestly, so was I. But fear? No, that wasn't in the cards. We knew the cavalry was coming—Grandpa Rayma, Mom Natalie, Katrina, even Dad Zane and the whole divine posse. They'd sense the trouble like a cosmic alarm bell. This was just a temporary detour into stupidity.
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