Chapter 180: Flames of Reckoning
The chamber’s air grew heavy as Conor stepped back, the flames dimming slightly in response to his answers. All eyes turned to Kerrigan now. She felt the weight of their gazes—hopeful, skeptical, fearful—and knew that her trial would be no easier than Conor’s. Abraxas’s emerald eyes fixed on her, burning with a keen, relentless intensity that promised no mercy.

The ancient stones seeming to press inward as Kerrigan stepped forward to face her trial. The crowd’s whispers rose and fell in hushed waves, their eyes fixed on her as the flames that had surrounded Conor receded. The weight of the moment was undeniable; this was not just a test of courage but a judgment that would strip away every pretense.

The flames flared again, wrapping around Kerrigan in a fierce, swirling vortex that seemed almost alive, reacting to her every breath, every heartbeat. She felt the heat against her skin, not scorching but probing, searching for any sign of weakness. The dragon’s gaze was unblinking, his pr
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