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With my shadows coating the various Novians, I fed on them all, devouring their souls. I took every single atom making up their essence until they were nothing but dust.

The remnant agony of my slumber rippled over my body, but the sudden influx of feeding allowed me enough strength to keep me awake.

The Little Mortal had left my castle— how dare she?

Shadows whipped around my arm; violent, angry, and insistent.

I silenced them, and they calmed and curled around my arms.

“Where is the human?”

I swept a shadow out to find her so I could see her through them. A scream ripped through the air. Hers.

I plunged myself into the forest to find her.