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... olved, their chests heaving from exertion. Victory should have felt sweet. Instead, the silence that followed felt… quite sober.
"We actually did," Barake panted, repeating his words as he wiped the Emperor's dark blood from his knuckles.
"W-we did. You were right, we did—"
Her words died, however, when she turned to look at Adam.
The creep hung motionless in the air from her spear, the sharpened wood punched clean through his gut. Blood dripped steadily from the ...
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