But he didn't die.The blade glowed brighter for a moment, then dimmed. My father slumped forward, bleeding, wounded, but still breathing. Still alive.I couldn't process it. Couldn't understand. My father was alive. He was hurt, bleeding, but alive.Ares stared at the blade in his hand, confusion flickering across his face. "What—""It didn't work," Julius said, moving forward with poorly concealed satisfaction. "The blade isn't activated properly.""But I saw—" Ares looked at me, and for the first time since we returned, I saw real emotion in his eyes. Shock. Confusion. "The blood activated it. The moonlight—""Apparently not well enough," Luciana purred from her throne. "How unfortunate."My father coughed blood, his body shaking, but his eyes never left Ares's face. "You stupid boy," he rasped. "You really thought it would be that easy?"Ares yanked the blade free, and my father crumpled to the ground. Guards surrounded him, checking his wounds, but he was still breathing. Still a
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