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Chapter 434 - 42 - The Seed
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... posed to be here. Not yet. He hadn't even told Chné he'd left the caravan early—he'd returned alone, restless, drawn by the gnawing feeling that something was wrong.
And something was wrong.
It knocked again. Harder.
Not fists. Not wood. It sounded like iron being driven by rot. A wet, slapping, thudding force. Almost…hungry.
Skyy looked around. The overhead lights flickered as if sensing what approached. The entire structure groaned, just slightly, as if under pr ...
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