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Chapter 117

  • Freya‘s pov.
  • We were four now, our small party pressing forward through the ever-shifting shadows of Alaric’s nightmare world. Dorian carried Reyna in his arms, unwavering in his care, while I kept glancing back, watching Reyna struggle with every breath. She was conscious but weak, her head resting on Dorian’s chest. The sight filled me with guilt and protectiveness.
  • Tiberius called out, his voice echoing in the void, “Hera! Hera, where are you?”
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