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CHAPTER 87: The Darkness Behind Her Eyes

Penulis: Timothy
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-08-05 07:29:10

​Elian’s scream tore through the Forge.

​The sound struck stone, shattered, and bounced back broken. Soldiers clamped hands over their ears. Lucien stumbled into a carved pillar, one palm slammed against the side of his head, while the overhead hammers shuddered violently above their anvils.

​Then darkness swallowed everything.

​The white fires vanished first.

​The rivers of molten silver went pitch black.

​Even the ambient glow bleeding from the Crown fragments died instantly.

​For several suf
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