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... .

And something opened its eyes.

It had no name—only hunger. A long, slithering presence coiled around a forgotten trench, its eyes buried under layers of sediment and time. Until now.

Because it felt him.

Poseidon’s scent. Faint... but real.

The creature stirred.

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In the shimmering palace of the Sea Court, waves trembled.

The High Seers, draped in coral silk and pearls, stood around a swirling pool. Inside it, Dominic’s image fl ...

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