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Chapter 31: The Scars We Carry

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The walk back through the clearing of the Flame Guardian seemed to be walking through his own grave. With every step, he pushed forward into the ranks of the ones that he needs to deceive, into the heart of his partner whom he has to destroy with his silence. The scar within his heart throbbed with every movement so that it kept reminding him of the solemn oath that he took and of the price that rests upon his shoulders.

He stood outside the inner circle and observed Aria working healing those hurt in their recent conflicts. Herculis stroked her hands, where she radiated gentle light, and gazed at the holy power passing through her increasingly freely. She was maturing into that which she was intended to be—a protector, a guardian, an entry between the world of man and the world of spirits.

And she was also developing into something he could no longer touch.

The change of the crown had worked on both of them, but in a different way. As Aria shone all the more radiant with each passing
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