Elsewhere in the city lord’s mansion—
Lydia Wraithmoor stood quietly in the courtyard, ghostly miasma coiling around her as she circulated her energy to heal.
Her clash with Skylar had left her injured as well.
Nothing fatal—but enough to require time and careful recovery.
Soft footsteps sounded behind her.
Lydia opened her eyes and turned, seeing Luther approaching at an unhurried pace.
His aura was weak too. Though his wounds had been bandaged, blood still seeped through.
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