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Junjio stood frozen near the back, his frame rigid, fists clenched tight enough to tremble. His Ikona clung dimly to his shoulder, a frail flicker of light barely holding form. He hadn’t moved since the tunnel was revealed. Hadn’t spoken. Just stared — not at Elias, not at the others — but past them, like whatever answer he needed hadn’t shown up yet.
His silence filled the spaces the others had left behind. Where voices had clashed — Kikaru’s anger, Faye’s careful hope, Tidwell’s cy ...
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