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... actured terrain in its otherworldly golden hue. Wind whistled through the hollow realm, cold and surreal, as if the Rift itself were holding its breath.
Inigo kept his face neutral. Calm. Measured. But behind his still eyes, a plan had begun forming the moment the Lady of Illusion declared her intentions. Switch sides? Walk freely after everything she’d done? No.
He gave her a long look.
"Well... you’re not wrong," he said finally, letting his voice soften. "My world was. ...
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