Chapter 65: The Twin Betrayal

The shadow that called itself Nyx moved like liquid night, its form rippling between solid and smoke as it struck. Kael barely had time to react before a tendril of darkness lashed out, catching him across the chest and sending him crashing into one of the stone monoliths. Pain exploded through his ribs as he slid to the ground, his vision swimming.

Lucian was already moving, his sword a silver blur as he carved through the attacking shadows. But each time his blade connected, the darkness simply reformed, laughing with Aurelia's voice twisted into something cruel.

"Poor little vampire," Nyx crooned, her form solidifying into a perfect mirror of Aurelia—same sharp features, same dark eyes, but with a smile that promised violence. "Still playing at being human?"

Aurelia didn't speak. She simply moved, crossing the distance between them in a heartbeat. When she struck, it wasn't with her daggers—it was with something deeper, older. The ground itself heaved at her command, stone spikes erupting to impale the shadowy figure.

Nyx dissolved into smoke before reforming inches from Aurelia's face. "You can't kill me, sister. We're the same."

Kael forced himself to his feet, his ribs screaming in protest. The air hummed with power, thick enough to taste—like ozone and rotting earth. He could feel the timelines fracturing around them, reality itself straining under the weight of whatever ancient force Nyx represented.

Lucian appeared at his side, breathing hard. His sword arm was streaked with black ichor that sizzled against his skin. "We need to end this. Now."

"How?" Kael spat blood, his mind racing. "Nothing touches her."

A flicker of something dark passed through Lucian's crimson eyes. "There's one thing that might."

Before Kael could ask, Lucian was moving again—but not toward Nyx. Toward Aurelia.

The vampire moved faster than Kael had ever seen, his sword flashing in a deadly arc—

—and plunged it straight through Aurelia's back.

Time stopped.

Kael's scream died in his throat as Aurelia staggered, her dark eyes widening in shock. Black liquid—not blood, something thicker—welled around the blade protruding from her chest.

Nyx shrieked, the sound piercing enough to make the cavern walls tremble. "NO!"

Lucian twisted the sword, his voice a ragged whisper in Aurelia's ear. "You said it yourself. Some bonds can't be broken." He yanked the blade free. "Unless you die first."

Aurelia collapsed to her knees, her hands pressed to the wound as Nyx's form began to unravel at the edges, her stolen features melting like wax.

"You fool!" Nyx screamed, her body distorting. "We're tied to the same fate!"

The ground beneath them heaved violently as cracks spiderwebbed across the cavern floor. The black pool boiled over, its inky liquid spilling across the stone in grasping tendrils.

Kael stumbled forward as the world dissolved into chaos, grabbing Aurelia before she could fall into one of the widening fissures. Her skin was cold beneath his hands, the black veins receding as her life—or whatever passed for it—bled out between her fingers.

Her lips moved, forming words too faint to hear over the cavern's collapse. Kael leaned closer, his heart pounding.

"Not... the end," Aurelia whispered. A ghost of her old smirk touched her lips. "Just... a reset."

Then the ceiling caved in, and the world went black.