Darius’s POV I struggled to my feet, my torn throat screaming in protest. Every movement sent waves of pain through my body, but I ignored them. Kiera was facing Zeus alone, and every instinct I had demanded I protect her.I took one step toward them before Thomas grabbed my arm.“Don’t,” he said urgently.“Let me go,” I growled, my voice barely working through the damaged tissue.Magnus appeared on my other side, his hand gripping my shoulder firmly. “You can’t interfere. The artifact has bound them in single combat. Anyone who interrupts will kill her instantly.”“I don’t care,” I said, trying to pull free. “I’m not watching her die.”“You have to,” Magnus said, and there was genuine sympathy in his voice. “This is her fight now. The artifact chose her, and she accepted the trial. We have no choice but to witness it.”Thomas’s grip tightened. “If you love her, you’ll let her prove herself worthy. Don’t take that away from her.”The words hit harder than any physical blow. I stopped
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