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That was all it took for the world around them to fall away—no rubble, no flames, no collapsing Olympus. Just open air, cracked sky, and two blurs of godspeed clashing mid-flight.
Eros struck first.
He darted in a streak of rose-gold light, wings slicing the air behind him like twin blades of emotion. His spear was not forged of metal, but of compressed passion—solid, glowing, and vibrating with barely-contained pressure. He aimed for the shoulder, then switched mid-strike f ...
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