Recap of Chapter 63
On the Shadowed Road, Kael and the others found themselves hunted by perfect copies—doppelgängers that mimicked their every move but struck with greater strength and speed. Fighting them felt like striking smoke: wounds closed, laughter echoed, and the shadows only grew hungrier. When Milo faltered, his shadow lunged not to kill, but to merge. Blackness slithered across his skin, and in a single breath, he began to scream.
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The sound of Milo's scream ripped through the trees. It wasn't human anymore—it was layered, broken, like dozens of voices being crushed into one throat.
"MILO!" Kael's shout echoed in his chest as he lunged forward, grabbing at the black slick that was crawling over his friend's neck and jaw. It felt like oil but burned like ice, searing Kael's fingertips as if punishing him for even trying.
