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... Kosta said as he stared at the king, the defeat on his face not making it any easier for him.
He was sick of feeling sick.
Of felt so weak and helpless that he didn’t know which direction he was supposed to take at this point.
The universe was slinging life in front of him and taking it right back like that was tonight they needed. Like that was what Kosta needed, and it was exhausting on so many scales.
"Konstantin..."
"I can’t save him without killing he ...
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