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Wraithblood: The Elixir, a terminal episode

You grab the jars and vials and began mixing together the ingredients for Alchemists’ Hellfire.

Another sheet of blue lightning arcs over your head, digging into the wall.

“Last chance, Nasser!” shouts Tarquin. “Come out with the Elixir or you’re going to regret it!”

You mix the ingredients together in a stone cup, and the resultant fluid begins to glow – a sullen, cherry-colored glow, like a dying coal.

Hellfire.

Nasser springs to his feet, whirls, and flings a knife at Tarquin, who shrieks and ducks, the knife whistling past his ear. You follow suit, flinging the stone cup at Tarquin, a long arc of liquid Hellfire reaching for him.

Nasser flings another knife, which glances off the stone counter in a spray of sparks.

One of the sparks lands in the spray of Hellfire.

That’s not good at all.

The world goes blinding white, and then very, very dark.

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