Crimson Spell Volume 8 Instant

“You’re bleeding again,” Haldyn said.

They descended into the chapel where the spell began. The crimson sigils on the walls had changed — twisting into shapes that breathed. In the center, a mirror waited. Not glass. Ice made of frozen blood. crimson spell volume 8

“There is no other way.” Vald turned. For one breath, his face was human again — soft, tired, afraid. “Volume eight ends here, Haldyn. Not with a battle. With a choice.” “You’re bleeding again,” Haldyn said

“Don’t touch anything,” came the low warning behind him. “You’re bleeding again