Aria POVThe light cracks open.Not like sunrise. Not like moonrise. Like a wound.Silver splits the horizon in a clean, impossible line, and for the first time since this began, I feel her clearly the Goddess. Not dreaming. Not stirring. Not whispering through visions.Awake.Her awareness sweeps across the world like a cold wind, brushing against the trees, the earth, the sky then locking directly onto us.My breath stutters.She knows where we are.At my left, Clara is pure electricity, hair lifting, lightning racing over her skin. At my right, Ares is barely holding himself together gold flickering like a candle caught in a storm, the breach still tugging at him like a magnet.I grab his face with both hands.“Ares. Look at me.”His eyes fight to focus. “She she’s trying to finish the pull ”“No.” I pull his forehead to mine, power vibrating through my bones. “We decide what happens next. Not her.”The light pulses again, brighter, and something begins stepping forward in
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