Na'zehra suddenly let out a loud, mocking chuckle. With a swift motion, she slammed her hand against a nearby wall, causing debris to rain down.
Her eyes sparkled with amusement as she spoke to Kaelan. "Was that a dragon soul transmission?"
"Seems your lord had already kicked the bucket if he was able to send something like that. What has it been, 30 minutes? I thought his battle with my lord would take much longer than that. Guess I overestimated him."
Kaelan's face twosted with anguish, his body shaking as he slowly called out, "Lord... Lord Hazerion... Lord Hazer—" His voice broke off as he coughed up blood.
Alister, still trapped within Kaelan's mind, felt the surge of despair and helplessness seep into him.
The connection between them made the emotions even more, intensifying the sense of loss.
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