Corruption laughed, a weird chattering noise. “Foolish creature. Why bother? You cannot fight a god.” It stalked her across the room. “You weren’t here before, and now you are. Your essence mingles with his. Different yet matched.” The faceless head tilted in a puzzled gesture. “What are you that you have enthralled the Master of Crows?” She backed away, breathing hard. She mewled at the feel of the stone wall against her back. Trapped. With a thousands-year old abomination. Nearly frozen with terror, she surrendered control of her Gift. It rushed out of her, a turbulent river of chaotic
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