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The lanterns rattled.
Lara gasped, grabbing onto Aurora.
Eli spread his wings wider, shielding the group.
The storm throbbed like a living thing.
Then—
A voice.
Not spoken.
Not shouted.
Exhaled.
Low, resonant, vibrating through the bone of the mountain itself.
"...Atlas..the prophet..."
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