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... long, white combed hair, the only light in this darkness he found himself in. And if it disappears, then so will Rhys.
But he knew, he knew the thing in front of him was not actually Sylas, but imagining it was him was the only thing he could really do — to imagine what would happen if he just smashed his fist straight onto his smirking face.
His head would just probably disappear into existence. Sylas may be a Noble from one of the strongest Olympians, but the blood he was carry ...
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