“...residual… active…”“No,” I breathe, gripping his shirt tighter. “We ended it.”Leon’s eyes flicker—light, then dark, then light again—like something is trying to rewrite him in real time.“…fragment… persists…” the voice slips through him.My pulse spikes.“Then we finish it,” I snap.“…host unstable…”“He’s still here,” I say, leaning close. “And he’s not yours.”Leon inhales sharply, like the air cuts.“Maria…” he whispers.“I’m here.”“…don’t let it—”“I won’t.”His body jerks—hard—like a string yanked too tight.“…containment failing…”“Then we don’t contain it,” I say. “We remove it.”The ground hums faintly under us. Not like before—no massive storm—but a low, angry vibration.“…last fragment… adapting…”“Of course it is,” I mutter. “It’s desperate.”Leon grips my wrist, eyes locking onto mine—clear, for a second.“…it’s hiding…” he says.“Where?”“…not just… in me…”Cold slides down my spine.“What do you mean?”He exhales, shaking.“…it split… when we broke it…”My heart d
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