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... , the mortal night warm against his skin. The marketplace had long since closed, but the city still breathed—quiet conversations from taverns, the clink of dice on wood, the scent of spiced wine drifting in the air.
He wasn’t here for leisure. His sources in the underworld’s less reputable corners had whispered about a "thin place" between realms, somewhere in the mortal world where divine influence seeped through. If it was real, it could lead him back to whoever had nearly enslaved Zeu ...
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