Chapter Fifty Four
The ancient demon altar was oozing with thick ominous energy that scattered through cracked holes in the walls, spreading darkness throughout the demon realm.
Lyrian's robe was spread around him as he knelt beside where Lyria's body lay like a broken doll.
Against all final warnings, his hands were pressed against her chest, powerful forbidden demon energy poured from his core into her dying form like smoky shadows.
Lyrian's skin had taken on a very waxy pallor, dark veins spreading up his arms like infection as his own life force drained away.
The physicians huddled at the chamber's edges, their faces pale with fear as they watched the forbidden ritual consume Lyrian.
The head physician gazed at the ominous clouds outside, the words of the dark incantation still echoing from Lyrian's lips in syllables that made the air burn.
