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Throne of Blood and Ash

Caught in a deadly game between Gods and Demons, Angels and Devils, Izalith Snow was torn from her home and family and cast into a World of Blood and Ash. Lost in the Exalted Wheel, Izalith must lift her blade toward not just the Heavens but the Hells and all that may live in between. Carrying the Blade of Laevatein at her waist and a mischievous grin, Izalith journeys through the Hidden Realm of Arcadia. Unaware of the lingering eyes tainted by sin, a dark, looming smile obscured behind a veil of smoldering darkness is revealed. ***

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Spar I

Aware of everything and everyone around me in a range of fifty meters, we arrived at the lower levels of Blood Haven within a common room, joined by a couple dozen or so people. Eryth spoke with the student receptionist while Cece and I waited. 

When he returned some minutes later, we were led into a well-furnished room filled with books, wine, and assortments of charcuterie. When the door closed, several runes lit up. They glowed, shimmering with meaning, and in the blink of an eye, the Ether whirled through the room, filling it as though it were a gas chamber. 

Amazed, I made sure to memorize the specific runes to set up in my dorm with Ves.

"You had wanted to speak?" Eyrth said, getting comfortable on the settee. 

I sat beside Cece and nodded. " Yes. But… how much is all this?"