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... ojected voice said, the cosmic energy that formed his image beginning to shimmer, preparing to dissolve. But before he could vanish, a hesitant voice called out, filled with a desperate, fragile hope.
"God Cosmos... could I ask for another favor?" Medusa stood before him, her earlier confidence replaced by the vulnerability of a supplicant.
Sunny’s projection stabilized. He chuckled internally; Thea’s analysis had already predicted this very request. "Go on," he said, his tone pa ...
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