Crimson Spell Volume 8 Site

“Don’t touch anything,” came the low warning behind him.

Haldyn’s throat tightened. “Then we find another way.” crimson spell volume 8

The moon hung low over Valdrigal, fractured like old bone. Haldyn pressed his palm against the ruins of the castle gate, feeling the curse pulse beneath the stone. Alive. Hungry. “Don’t touch anything,” came the low warning behind

Vald stepped past him into the dark corridor. His footsteps made no sound. That was new. Or old, Haldyn thought. Something the sword took from him and never gave back. “Don’t touch anything

“I’m always bleeding.”