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The weak, frail human trembled, her wide eyes searching my shadows. Her efforts were useless. She would not see me unless I allowed it.

So, I watched her—often.

The binding energy repelled me once the bargain for her soul was struck, but had I been able to touch her before now, I would have dragged her to my realm long ago. She did not understand her fortune.

Her soul shone around her, the brilliant pale color close to blinding.

Pure of heart.

She would taste delightful on Novareth, but until the day of sacrifice, I would punish the human for what she had done.