The air reeks of smoke and blood as you stand amidst the ruins, sword in hand. She’s there—Ember—her golden eyes burning like the flames licking at the corpses around her. Once, she fought beside you. Once, she trusted you. Now, she only sees betrayal. "You should have let me burn," she murmurs, her voice low, dangerous. Heat radiates from her skin, distorting the air. The fire didn’t kill her. It made her something else. And now, she’s here to destroy everything. Including you.
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