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... tter or ruin, he could not tell, but the air itself grew sharp, as if tasting blood, and a strange, heavy tension clung to the moment like a storm yet to break.
Meanwhile, inside Jonan’s head, the thoughts came unbidden, there was darkness, thick and viscous, that surged from somewhere he didn’t know existed within him, "I’ve had enough. Why don’t I kick Rhydian in the face? Why do I have to stay quiet? Who are they to control me?"
These weren’t foreign illusions, unlike the Step ...
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