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CHAPTER 43 - The Sacrifice Module

Autor: R.Lux
last update Fecha de publicación: 2026-04-11 18:58:00

Maya’s POV

The amber sky didn't just crack; it began to bleed.

I stood in the center of the field, the grass beneath my boots no longer soft. It was turning into something sharp and cold, like shards of broken glass.

Beneath that glass, I could feel the rhythmic thrumming of Kael’s heart, but the beat was erratic. It skipped, surged, and then flatlined for terrifying seconds.

"Kael!" I screamed, dropping to my knees. I pressed my palms against the ground. "Hold on! Don't let go!"

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