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CHAPTER 185
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BETRAYED BY HER BLOOD, CLAIMED BY THE NIGHT CHAPTER 193
(SOFIA QUISPE’S POINT OF VIEW)"If you burn that cinnamon toast one more time, Nomo, I’m going to demote you to cabin boy," Sofia shouted over the roar of the Star-Jumper’s venting thrusters. She wasn't standing in a palace or a war-room; she was in the cramped, grease-stained galley of their small freighter, her sleeves rolled up to her elbows. The air smelled of burnt sugar and the metallic tang of deep space, a scent she had come to prefer over the cloying ozone of the Capital."It’s not burnt, it’s 'caramelized' by atmospheric friction! This is high-velocity cooking, Sofia!" Nomo yelled back from the cockpit, his laughter echoing through the ship’s vents. There was no terror in his voice anymore, no jagged edge of survival. It was the sound of a man who finally had enough air in his lungs to breathe.Sofia looked down at her hands as she scraped the charred edges of the bread into the recycler. The silver scars were still there, faint traceries that looked like fine jewelry under
BETRAYED BY HER BLOOD, CLAIMED BY THE NIGHT CHAPTER 192
(NOMO HOLT’S POINT OF VIEW)"The seal is sticking, Sofia! Give it a kick or we’re going to be trapped in this vestibule while the rest of the world starts without us!" Nomo shouted, his voice echoing off the frost-covered iron of the West Gate. He was bracing his shoulder against the massive, rusted lever of the manual release, his boots slipping on the slushy remains of the night’s snowfall.Sofia didn't move immediately. She stood in the center of the archway, her breath hitching in her throat. "What if it’s still the same out there, Nomo? What if the moment we step past these walls, the sky remembers it hates us? I don't know if I have the strength to hold another umbrella if the Black-Rain returns.""The rain is gone, Sofia. You broke the source. You shattered the ghost in the machine," Nomo said, gritting his teeth as the lever finally began to groan. He looked back at her, his face lit by the dim, flickering orange of the emergency lanterns. "Now, are you going to help me open t
BETRAYED BY HER BLOOD, CLAIMED BY THE NIGHT CHAPTER 191
(SOFIA QUISPE’S POINT OF VIEW)"Sign it, Sofia. If you don't, the street militias will be tearing the marble out of the plaza walls by midnight," Jax growled, slamming a heavy, silver-bound ledger onto the scarred wooden table. The room was a makeshift war-office inside the ruins of the Central Plaza’s administrative wing. Outside, the low hum of thousands of voices had turned into a rhythmic chant that vibrated through the floorboards."I’m not signing a death warrant for half the city, Jax! The Montague loyalists are still armed, and the moment I dissolve the Triad, there is no law to stop the vendettas," Sofia snapped. She looked down at her hands. The sapphire cracks had faded into silver-white lines that looked like lightning frozen under her skin. She felt heavier than she ever had when she was carrying the power of the Soul-Gem. This was the weight of a pen, and it was far more terrifying."The Triad died the moment you shattered that gem on the ship, Sofia. You’re just the onl
BETRAYED BY HER BLOOD, CLAIMED BY THE NIGHT CHAPTER 190
(SOFIA QUISPE’S POINT OF VIEW)"Run, Nomo! If you don’t move now, you’re going to be part of the scrap heap when this hull hits the ground!" Sofia screamed, her voice barely audible over the groaning of the Seraph’s Sorrow. The ship was dying. Without the Soul-Gem, the internal gravity had failed, and they were stumbling through a corridor that was tilting at a forty-five-degree angle toward the snowy abyss below."I’m not leaving without you! Grab my hand!" Nomo yelled back, his boots sliding against the silver-plated floor. He was clinging to a hydraulic pipe, reaching out as the flagship lurched violently to the left. A secondary explosion rocked the prow, and a wall of golden fire raced toward them from the core."The airlock is gone, Sofia! We have to use the breach in the cargo bay!" Zilo’s voice crackled through the static in Sofia’s ear, high-pitched and frantic. "I’m already at the edge! Jax is holding the line, but the ship is breaking in half! Jump or burn, there are no oth
BETRAYED BY HER BLOOD, CLAIMED BY THE NIGHT CHAPTER 189
(SOFIA QUISPE’S POINT OF VIEW)"Get away from that gem, Mateo! I’m not letting you use her as a battery for another century of slaughter!" Sofia’s voice was a jagged chime, echoing through the ribbed, silver vault of the flagship’s core. She stood on the edge of the central platform, her knees trembling under the weight of the ship’s psychic pressure. The air in the chamber was a shimmering, toxic gold, smelling of ozone and the ancient, dusty scent of a tomb."You’re too late, Sofia. The resonance is already locked! You’re not fighting me anymore—you’re fighting the very blood in your veins!" Mateo shouted back, his face illuminated by the blinding light of the Soul-Gem. He stood behind the crystalline lattice, his hands gripping the controls as the ship began to hum with a terminal frequency. "Look at your skin! You’re already turning into the memory-metal. Why fight the inevitable? Join her. Become the goddess you were born to be!""I wasn't born to be a goddess, I was built to be
BETRAYED BY HER BLOOD, CLAIMED BY THE NIGHT CHAPTER 188
(SOFIA QUISPE’S POINT OF VIEW)"If you don’t stop vibrating, Nomo, you’re going to set off the internal sensors before we even reach the airlock," Sofia whispered, her voice tight with a tension that felt like piano wire stretched to the snapping point. She was crouched in the shadow of a jagged piece of hull plating, her sapphire-cracked hand pressed hard against the cold, silver metal of the Seraph’s Sorrow. The flagship lay like a wounded beast across the ruins of the plaza, but even in its broken state, it hummed with a terrifying, predatory energy."It’s not me vibrating, Sofia. It’s the ship. It’s hungry," Nomo replied, his fingers white-knuckled around the grip of his pulse rifle. He was kneeling right behind her, his breath coming in short, shallow hitches. The violet spark in his eyes was erratic, reacting to the massive psychic weight leaking from the Soul-Gem deeper within the vessel. "Zilo, tell me you’ve got the mag-locks bypassed. We’re sitting ducks out here in the open
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