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Every step forward into the Fork felt like walking across a throat that wanted to swallow them.
The ground flexed beneath Kaito’s boots, shifting between bone, stone, and code as though the Fork could not remember what shape it wanted to hold. Each step was a gamble, and yet the path never quite gave way.
Nyra walked just behind him, her wings pulled close, feathers glistening with stray sparks of stormlight. The wind tugged at her hair and cloak, but she kept her gaze forw ...
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