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“Wait! Are you insane?”
The Holy Sword’s voice cracked with panic. It had barely finished warning Ketal about the danger of the divine shard when Ketal tilted back his head and swallowed it. The fragment slid down with the simple, terrible finality of a gulp.
“Spit it out now! Strike your chest! Hook your fingers under the jaw—anything! You have to bring it back up!”
The sword’s fluster matched what came next. The power asleep within the shard woke like a startled beast and exploded outward. The force of a great god surged through Ketal and tried to rip him apart from the inside.
It was violence of the purest kind. Bones boomed and tissues shook. It felt as though a bomb had gone off beneath the skin. Even a Hero like Karin would have doubled over and coughed blood, left swaying on the edge of death.
However, Ketal’s face barely changed.
Not as bad as the beast of Myst, he thought.
The sanctified energy ravaging his organs could not match the fury of the beast within him when it bucked his control. That creature had torn at him with hunger like a winter storm. Compared to that, this was bluster.
A low growl rose from the depths of him. The beast of Myst lifted its head, roused by the intruder. It did not like the smell of divinity trespassing in its den. A rumble rolled through Ketal’s core, and then the beast roared and sprang.
It pounced through him in a way no anatomy could map, seized the sanctity that had come to break its host, and bit down.
Of course, Ketal thought. He had expected as much. The finicky monster would never watch quietly while something...
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