Chapter 67 - The Unchained's Vow

Recovery was a strange and unsettling process. When consciousness finally dragged Edward from the depths, the world did not spin, and the ravenous fire in his veins had been quenched. In its place remained a venomous chill, a profound cold that seemed to emanate from his very bones. He could feel the Plague Soul power settled deep within him, not a comfortable addition like a new blade or stronger muscle, but a foreign entity. It felt as though a serpent of living poison had coiled itself around his soul, sleeping for now, but his to command.