Bab 49: Bloodstain On The Floor

Meanwhile….

Donovan had slipped unnoticed into his chamber using the back door, and he bolted the door of his chamber after getting in, ensuring no one would intrude.

He drew the heavy curtains tight, casting the room into a shadowy darkness. He had only done so for privacy, and his trembling hands reached up to remove his blindfold.

It was happening again…

The dark runes in his skin suddenly flared to life. The marks writhed, sending a searing agony across his flesh, as if molten metal was being poured onto his skin. The demonic energy within him surged forward, and the curse marks crawled like serpents beneath his flesh.

Each pulse of dark runes unleashed a torrent of heat, scorching his nerves with unbearable intensity. It was as if his skin was being branded from the inside out with a branded iron.