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Chapter Thirty-seven: Obliteration Of The Triumphant

I looked at Acheron for the last time before stepping inside the former deities' fortress. His face is crumpled in distress. I hate seeing that look on his face so I had to look away.

My Acheron.

With every step I take, fear crept through my veins but I had to fight it. I won't let fear get the best of me. I am more than my fear.

I tried my best to appear unbothered and confident. I won't let them use my fear against me. Never. I am now standing in front of Vedetta with Ludracyre's guardians above her shoulders. The one I must defeat.

"Be advised that you have a time limit. This—" Vedetta stated as she points the hourglass inside her hollow chest. "—is your tim

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