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Chapter 62

Penulis: Greenwood
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-07-31 22:45:51

Keira’s POV

The sun blazed overhead, scorching the arena like it wanted to burn us all to ash. My boots kicked up dust as I stood in the center, the crowd’s roar pounding in my ears like a heartbeat. My own heart slammed against my ribs—once, hard, then again, steady but fierce. I kept my shoulders squared, my chin high, even as my body screamed from the fight.

This was the final trial. I’d made it. I’d beaten Alia. And now, I just had to hold on.

Alia’s glare burned into me, her eyes swimming with hatred so bright it felt like it could cut. She lay in the dirt where I’d left her, chest heaving, face twisted with fury and humiliation. She didn’t speak—didn’t dare—but I could feel every word she wanted to scream, sinking into my skin like barbs. Her golden armor glinted in the sunlight, mocking her defeat, but her silence was louder than any insult she could’ve thrown.

I kept my gaze forward, my sword steady in my hand. The weight of it grounded me, the warm hilt familiar against my p
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