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093| Into The White Abyss.

Penulis: Gigi Grey
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-07-19 22:45:08

E L E A N O R

My heart is pounding so hard I can feel it in my throat. My entire body shakes violently, and no matter how many deep breaths I take, the panic won’t loosen its grip. I try to stand, but my legs feel like lead, weighed down by fear and exhaustion.

The air reeks of terror with children wailing, mothers screaming, the relentless thunder of explosions that make me flinch every time. I hate war. I’ve barely lived through any of it, but this? This is worse than anything I could’ve imagined.

Perseus moves with sharp, precise urgency, darting in and out of the closet as he straps on his armor and gathers his weapons. His movements are controlled, but I can see the storm brewing beneath the surface. The soldiers guarding the door are shoved aside as Severus bursts in, his expression grim.

“It’s Rapheal and Aurelia. They’re the ones attacking,” Severus announces, voice tight.

Perseus steps out, fully armed, sliding a dagger through his belt with a sharp flick of his wrist
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