Coronation Of A Disaster
It was a high-pitched whine that dropped rapidly in pitch, ending in a deafening boom that rattled his teeth and vibrated in his marrow.
A black shape dropped out of the clouds, hovering just above the water. It was sleek, angular, and terrifyingly beautiful.
The Chimera.
Armano stared up, his mouth open in shock. Marigold.
Of course she came. She never listened to a direct order in her life. He told her to stay away to protect her, to let him be the sacrifice for once, and she had brought a supersonic fighter jet instead.
She is going to be the death of me, he thought, but he found himself grinning despite the blood in his mouth. What a way to go. At least she'll be the one to kill me.
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