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... Ouroboros, Tiamat, and Strax, the rift in the air closing behind her with an almost imperceptible whisper. In her hands, she carried Hermes’ two feet, still attached to the divine boots, now torn from the messenger with brutal violence. Without ceremony, she threw them onto the stone floor with a sharp thud, the impact echoing through the silent ruins.
The boots, sacred symbols of the god’s power, lay there like macabre trophies—relics of a battle no one dared forget. The golden glow tha ...
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