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Chapter 98: Fighting For Us

Author: MM de Wet
last update Petsa ng paglalathala: 2026-07-19 14:00:19

Escuridade quickly unlocked the cell, the lock clicked open with a sharp, metallic sound that seemed to echo through the entire corridor. She did not hesitate, her fingers working the mechanism with a desperate efficiency born of pure adrenaline. Salvaxe stepped into the cell, his movements cautious, as if the very air inside might shatter. He knelt before Emile, his hand settling on her frail shoulder with a tenderness that made Escuridade turn her head away for a moment. Emile flinched at t

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