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Marius’s eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.

The chilling and unbelievable scene unfolding before them was something he’d never forget.

Solid, rusted, living chains slithered through the air, shooting out from the depths of the doors.

A thick black mist moved within, hiding something that he was pretty sure he didn’t want to see.

Looking directly into the abyss beyond that entrance was almost impossible.

Yet there was a woman levitating in mid-air, facing the pressure and danger head-on.

Those chains wrapped around her legs and arms like supernatural shackles.

The red strands of Victoria’s blood wove themselves between the steel links, and the struggle began.

Marius couldn’t clearly see her face, but that didn’t stop him from imagining it.

She was speaking in that sharp, cryptic tongue. They had barely taught him a single spell, and even that one was hard as hell.

But she was roaring out macabre incantations, commands that summoned death itself.

The wind howled across th