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A dull, rythmic thumping echoed up the empty stairwell of the Balfort Estate. The sound was just muffled enough not to be audible to any of the nobility that may have been roaming its bedecked halls, sipping their golden wine from their multicoloured crystal flutes and tinkling about on...

The day was more than exhausting on the two Meriac mages, and yet Vaera didn’t find the blessing of sleep. Be it the paranoia that she got every last spell just perfect, or the existential dread from what was to come when the two had finished, her eyes refused to shut. Perhaps sensing this, Xath...