Belarie stood transfixed, watching the fire robot cradle Jeffrey with a gentleness that shouldn't have been possible. The baby's tiny hand rested against the robot's glowing chest, and he was calm—peaceful in a way he hadn't been with anyone else.Belarie's mind was swirling, melting, fragmenting into pieces he couldn't quite fit back together.Five hundred years of planning. Of singular, obsessive purpose.And now—Now, he couldn't even hold a knife steady.He raised his hand, and fire spiralled from his palm, forming a portal that burned bright against the stone walls. Without a word, he grabbed the terrified hospital worker by the arm and shoved her through it.She stumbled into wherever the portal led—probably back to the hospital, back to her own baby—and the portal snapped shut behind her.Onika's eyes searched his face, trying to read what he was thinking and what he was planning."What are you going to do with him?""Stop looking at me like that," Belarie said, his voice rough
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