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... gh the storm, soft but firm. She’d pushed herself up to sit fully now, hand pressed to her ribs, golden ichor trickling down her side. Her eyes—still sharp despite the pain—locked with his.
"You’ve seen enough. It’s time to move."
Akhon’s gaze remained fixed on the battlefield below, jaw tight. Divine flames still rolled across the flood-slicked courtyards. Pillars cracked and collapsed like toy blocks. And from the far gate, Zeus’s reinforcements had begun to descend in force—le ...
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