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Chapter 19. Red
His name was Red now. There was nothing left of Skaris Sefth in him anyway, so he didn’t mind it one bit. The Light Bringer died ten years ago alongside with his hopes and dreams for a better future and life in harmony with earths’ children. Red entered the small room the moment the captive, who Jade and Trav brought from the Northern Lord’s towers a few hours back, summoned his powers in an attempt to free himself. He looked at the elf all tied up to the chair, but ready to do the impossible and set himself free from his new enemies. His fire magic danced in the air around him, its golden threads flowing in the empty space and commanding all the energy to flow towards him. The brother of Belar Yaver they said. At first, Red didn’t know what to make of him. This elf was another obsta
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