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... The world vanished in a slab of white. Light. Pressure.
Heat sharp enough to carve bone.
And then—
A scream.
Not from the arena.
Not from any Elder.
From inside him.
{{{{ STOP. STOP. STOP. }}}}
The Guide’s voice tore through Atlas’s mind—raw, primal, furious in a way he had never heard.
{{{{ THEY CANNOT NAME ME.
THEY CANNOT NAME US. }}}}
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