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... in their various states of shock and awe.
His massive armored form radiated power that made the very air feel heavy, pressing down on mortal souls like a death trap closing in.
Rhys’s legs had given entirely out. Only Father Caelen’s supporting arm kept the elf prince from collapsing entirely onto the black stone platform.
His winter-ice eyes were wide with terror and disbelief, his mind struggling to process that he was standing in the actual presence of a deity—not a ch ...
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