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... > Veil tilted his head slowly toward Atlas, whispering with barely contained irritation, "What the fuck is he talking about?"
Atlas only smiled.
It was not a mocking smile, nor one made of arrogance. It was the soft, strange kind of smile that comes from understanding—the kind that hurts more than it soothes. His eyes remained fixed on the Giant, but something within them had shifted.
Because he heard it.
Not just the name.
But the essence of the name. Whe ...
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