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Chapter 65: The Heart of the Poison

Penulis: Yanny Starz
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The space between them and Gregor was only twenty steps, but it felt like walking on broken glass and every step was a challenge. Ash’s breath hissed through his teeth with the pain in his side, a hot, sharp reminder of how fragile they were. Liora held his weight, her body shaking, but her grip on his arm was strong as iron and the blank journal was tucked in her belt, a quiet promise.

Gregor’s followers raised their spears, faces hard and grim. They were not monsters, they were just scared men guarding what they believed saved their homes from doom.

“Take one more step, witch, and you’ll die right here!” Gregor shouted, pointing his spear at Liora’s heart, but Liora didn’t move next.

Finn did.

He stepped from behind Ronan, empty hands raised in peace, slowly, carefully, he walked into the space between the two groups.

“Finn, get back!” shouted, a watchman 's voice full of confusion.

Finn didn’t listen, he stopped halfway and faced his old friends. “Elders, Jory, Mikal.” His voice wa
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