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 Chapter 91: The Keeper's Gambit**

작가: B. J. VALE
last update 최신 업데이트: 2026-01-12 09:00:05

 Lyra POV

The trip back to the Sunken Grove was like a funeral without a body. The man being carried between Jake and Elara was a walking corpse. He was a shell with a scary absence that made the air around him feel thin and fragile. Every step away from SwiftRun territory took me deeper into a nightmare that I couldn't wake up from.

Kenny didn't say anything, and a small, scared ghost held on to my hand. He wouldn't look at Kael. That painful, searing rejection was a new scar on his young soul. My heart felt like it had been ripped apart, and every beat was a painful reminder of what I had lost. The silver-and-gold bond that had kept me steady and guided me was gone. There was a huge hole in its place, and the silence was so deep that it hurt my chest.

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