Chapter 7 Bunda Kalon
- NYRA POV
- I realized it the moment the pain finally loosened its grip.The last attack had not been just another wave of the curse. When I looked down at my translucent chest, a second dark mark had bloomed beside the first, bigger, wider.
- It stretched across my ribs like spilled ink, and on my physical body back in the healing chamber the flesh had cracked even deeper, almost like it was rotting.