Chapter 349

• Sacred relics gleamed beneath protective glass, set upon altars of blackwood and obsidian. Votive lights shined in iron sconces along the walls. Every detail spoke of reverence, tradition, old magic and power.
• Entering the hall, Daemonikai’s eyes landed on one object in particular. The Charlice.
• Once awakened, it was one of the most powerful relics they ever possessed. Among its many abilities was the power to grant them strength on their night of weakness. Stolen during the last eclipse moon, Vladya had pried it from the human king’s dead fingers after he'd slain him.