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... erate for answers, one aide was in the middle of something that felt like an inferno.
Amidst the bid to figure out why the once-prominent sigil had turned into fading lines that pulsed weakly across pale skin, Riley, on the other hand, felt trapped in a place that was neither here nor there.
Was it limbo?
The blackness around him continued to shatter, cracks splitting and spreading while his body felt as though it was being yanked in different directions at once. The stil ...
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