Chapter 191. Eternally Bound

Xerina’s POV

The world seemed to fracture as Morvan’s monstrous form loomed before us, the sky behind him tearing open to reveal the abominations of the Old Ones spilling forth. They writhed and twisted, their shapes unnatural, as if reality itself rebelled against their existence. The air was thick with their presence, a suffocating pressure that made every breath feel like a battle.

Rasmus stood at my side, his face set in fierce determination, though his eyes betrayed a flicker of doubt. The bond we’d forged with the Grimoire hummed through our veins, a connection to an ancient power that felt both fragile and immense. I could feel the energy pulsing between us, wild and untamed, threatening to consume us if we let our guard down even for a moment.

“Xerina,” Rasmus said, his voice urgent yet calm, “we have to strike now, while we still have control of the Grimoire’s magic. If we let Morvan summon the full might of the Old Ones, it’s over. Everything will