Gav stepped back from Zeke's body, expecting that something would soon happen. But the altar remained silent. Still, Gav watched intently, waiting for some sign, some indication that his belief in Zeke's plan was justified.
Minutes passed, each one feeling like an eternity. Gav's body became more rigid, impatience seeping through him, making his darkness leak. He tried to rein himself in, to shut his darkness and shove it back deep within him. But the longer he waited and the longer nothing happened, he felt like he was about to explode.
His fists were clenched so tightly that his knuckles turned white. The raging emotion was boiling within him again. Destruction. Carnage. Bloodshed. He wanted to...
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