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... tch and salt-heavy steel. Poseidon’s gaze never left the lights flickering on the horizon. The Council’s fleet was coming fast, their sails drawn taut by the same winds that churned the waves at his back.
Each mast bore a banner — symbols of gods and realms united under one purpose: his downfall.
Thalorin’s voice curled into his mind like smoke.
They bring more than soldiers. They bring gods.
"I know," Poseidon murmured, the trident’s shaft warm against his palm. ...
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