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... ing and reflecting the sun’s light. They wore radiant golden robes, the kind mythic gods wore in old folktales, standing high in the sky with open portals burning behind their backs like wings.
Below them stood Jamie Noter in his demon form, face to face with the scythe-wielding goddess. Far beneath, the forest stretched endlessly—trees swallowing the land, their shadows hiding the participants of the third game among branches and roots.
It was a crucial moment. The choice presse ...
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