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Chapter 37: Second Roar

Author: G.V.STELLARIS
last update Petsa ng paglalathala: 2026-02-06 13:20:00

POV DARLENE

The air in the Heart of the Maw was a vacuum that tasted of static and ancient, forgotten sorrows. As Eryx’s hand tightened around my throat, the golden fire in my blood didn't just flicker; it screamed in protest. His skin was no longer the warm, living granite I had come to love; it was a shell of obsidian ice, pulsating with the same rhythmic, hollow darkness that Jackson had brought back from the void.

"Eryx... please..." I gasped, the words barely escaping my tightening windpip
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