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... d he whispered, "You’re not my brother."
The ground beneath them rumbled.
Because in that moment, Neal’s guilt stopped controlling him.
The pain didn’t vanish, but something else surged forward and it was rage.
Not wild. Not mindless. But cold, sharp and focused rage.
He clenched his fist, and all the light in the world vanished — for one split second, the battlefield plunged into night.
The illusion froze mid-attack.
And then.
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