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Thinner.
As if every breath carried the metallic sting of time itself bending around them.
Atlas felt the shift the moment the Elders’ arena vanished and the world trembled—
the moment a presence overshadowed all the others.
A presence older than blood.
Older than Hell.
Older than the Guide whispering inside his bones.
A presence that stepped forward now, parting the Elders like the tide.
Seraph.
But the moment Atla ...
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