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... d cliffs with bone-crushing force. The moon’s silver reflection danced on the water’s surface, yet deep beneath those shimmering ripples, something darker stirred — something ancient, relentless, and bound by the will of the Sea King himself.
Poseidon stood at the edge of the stone pier, his trident gripped tightly in his hand. Salt-sprayed wind whipped at his hair, tangling it like strands of black silk. The air carried a metallic tang — the taste of coming bloodshed. His gaze was fixed ...
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