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Chapter 29: The Sovereign Oath

Author: King Great
last update publish date: 2026-07-24 18:10:12

The air in Hangar 4 turned to liquid ice.

Julia didn't move. She didn't lower her gun from the balcony, but her eyes snapped sideways, fixing on Luca with a lethal, unblinking intensity. The silence between them stretched out like a piano wire pulled to its absolute breaking point, taut with months of unspoken trust, shared blood, and sudden, suffocating betrayal.

"Luca," Julia said, her voice dropping into a quiet, flat register that was far more dangerous than a scream. "Care to explain why t
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