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... l on his knees, his silver blood drying where it slicked the marble at Ren’s toes. Around them, the city pulsed with hushed moans and soft chants — Mirror Walker, Root-Bloomed, Master.
Ren’s ribs stung where the Fang’s claws had split him open — thin threads of pain that only made the cradle’s brand throb hotter under his skin. Every heartbeat echoed with a voice that was his and not his — the Tower’s root tangled now in bone, breath, and want.
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Serika hovered at the d ...
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