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Chapter Forty-Three:Chains Of Judgement

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An hour later,

Xander came back to himself in silence, though silence was never truly silent in the Veil. The air hummed faintly, like strings drawn taut beneath his skin, vibrating with a music he could not hear yet felt with every nerve.

He lay sprawled on the floor, his body pressed against black stone that shifted and pulsed like muscle beneath his weight. When he pushed himself up, chains dug into his throat and chest, and only then did he remember. The storm. The lightning. Evangeline’s
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