Chapter 15 Price Of Servitude
- Sheila's eyes fluttered open, glowing white for a moment before returning to their natural color. She was surrounded by three disciples, their faces etched with concern.
- "Sheila, thank the goddess you're alive," said disciple Ella, her voice trembling with relief.
- Sheila sat up on the stone altar, her movements slow and deliberate. "Yeah, so we won?" she asked, her voice husky from disuse.