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... ragging step. Panic prickled through Avin’s veins.
Every instinct screamed to surrender. To collapse. To let whatever these monsters planned simply happen. That was who he used to be — who Clive was. The boy who had never fought for anything, not even his own life.
But something inside had shifted.
He didn’t want to die. Not again. Not here, not like this. Even the faintest spark of survival was enough to change everything.
His crimson eyes darted between the thre ...
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