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SIXTY FOUR
HELIOS’ POV
“Yukon!” I call out in a hoarse whisper as he walks away and his rogues close in on me.
He pauses. “Yes?”
“It’s…not over.”
“For you, it is,” he laughs mockingly. Someone smacks my head with a rock and my vision darkens. But right before I lose consciousness, I see Yukon turn towards where Ares is now pinned down. He fights valiantly, throwing them off him only to have more clamour on him.
Too late I realize what Yukon plans to do. He raises the dagger over his head and lets it fly.
The dagger hits Ares. No, my Gamma, my friend….
“Ares….”
And then I know no more.
*****
My eyes open to see a labyrinth of smoke filling the night sky and the first thought that crosses my mind is, “I’m alive.”
But not for long.
I am lying on my back with a
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