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... p> A purple ripple, the gate, pulsated.
Nausea welled up, a wave of dizziness threatening to make me lose my lunch.
The disorientation from the gate was no joke, especially since I’d just woken up from being knocked out.
Ugh—
I swallowed back the bile rising in my throat and glanced around.
Thousands of demons marched out from the gate, a relentless tide of darkness.
Crete had poured every last coin from the Bares treasury into opening this gate. < ...
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