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... was deceptive. The blood-soaked waves lapped against jagged stones, carrying the scent of iron and ruin. Bodies—mortal and divine—floated aimlessly, their glassy eyes reflecting the crimson moon overhead. Poseidon stood among the wreckage, his trident planted firmly in the shattered earth, every breath rolling out like a storm tide.
His enemies had fled, but the war had not ended.
It had only... shifted.
The ocean behind him heaved unnaturally, responding to his every tho ...
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