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Once they were gone, he dropped to his knees, eyes wet and body shaking. “Don’t hurt them, please. I beg of you. They mean everything to me. Please…” Amusing. This was fun. The High Seer really was powerful to have a dark mage trembling like this. “What’s your name?” Gatha asked. “Sahrak.” Gatha frowned. “Sahrak Bellion. The Masked Mage who could take any face?” She scoffed. “Now I see why that bastard Valoreth approached you. He must’ve offered you a lot.”

CHAPTER 6 GABRIEL Some say that angels walk the Earth...I have never believed in that saying until I laid my eyes on Bella. The pic Arianna has of her does not do her justice. She has a naturally beautiful face giving off an almost angelic glow, yet I couldn't quite read her even when staring into her stunning dark brown eyes. I am normally very good at reading people and figuring them out without even having to speak to them. It's a good trait to have in my line of work. At first glance, I could see a mixture of sadness, pain, and fear in her eyes, but it changed quickly when she spoke, to a forced happier look. She was dressed in a lilac tank top, which complimented her perfectly shaped br

He raised his open palm. The golden Admin Key flared with the brilliance of a dying star. "Override Protocol!" Jax screamed, pouring raw, unfiltered root-access code into the Boss's core. "Authentication override! Transferring ownership!" In the real world, the railguns of the Behemoth whined, reaching maximum charge. Ren stood perfectly still, his dark trench coat billowing in the wind of the charging capacitors. "Fire," Ren whispered. The railguns didn't fire. The whining sound of the capacitors violently spiked, then abruptly cut off. The massive, building-sized siege tank shuddered.

It was that I had misjudged the one I once fought to bring into the Cassilas circle. ***** The sky over Saint Roch was pitch black when I returned. The red tower light pulsed slowly, as if giving its final cue. Ana stood in front of the technician barracks, her silhouette sharp beneath the floodlight. I took a deep breath, then revealed everything. The canisters, the container, the jammer, the small lies I had attached to my alibi. She was silent until she finally whispered, “Light only reflects off something clean. Make sure you are worthy of it.” It was not a sentence, but more a promise. That the same light could be a shield or a mirror that condemns.

~~~~~~~~~~ BACK IN THE BROADCAST CHAMBER Aria raised a small medallion from her coat. The obsidian symbol of the De Rossi line. She placed it on the floor. Then crushed it beneath her boot. "Let the world fear the names that brought war." "But let it remember the fire we built after." She looked skyward. "I will not be queen. Not anymore." "From this night forward, I am not your ruler." "I am the mother of the New Code." ~~~~~~~~~~ THE CIRCLE OF ASH — FOUNDATION The lens blinked once. The orb dimmed. Then shifted.

The other still had not spoken. I crossed the room. Hayate’s boots struck the floor behind me. “Raiken.” “The case is pressure-sealed.” “That isn’t what worries me.” I entered the security code. The glass cover released with a soft hiss. Cold air rolled over my hands. The temperature in the gallery dropped so quickly that my breath became visible. Hayate moved closer. A scar cut through his right eyebrow and disappeared into his hairline. Under the blue light, it looked almost silver. “Tell me you feel that,” he said.

Occasionally, the SESOS will kill a criminal on the spot if they continue to run or if they attempt to resist arrest and they are usually quite brutal about it. The man attempts to run but he’s no match for the speed and prowess of the SESOS. They quickly run him down and beat the living shit out of him on the ground right next to us with batons. My stomach churns at the gruesome scene and cracking sounds of the batons meeting flesh. I look away from the sickening sight and look to Tessa for comfort. Her eyes are fixed on the gruesome sight, but she looks… unaffected. Almost BORED by the sight. As if this is just a normal part of her everyday life. I get that feeling again. The one from the

Because Marcus needed to hit something. The first sentinel struck the certainty-field and stopped. Not slowed. Stopped. Marcus's Guardian bloodline, translated into the Source Code as a sphere of absolute physical law, was the antithesis of the sentinels' cutting-songs. Their code tried to disrupt reality. His shield said reality is non-negotiable.

The screen flashed with mocking symbols and a progress bar showing the data extraction in real time, accompanied by taunting messages from foreign hackers. "What—what do I do?! I don't know how to handle this!" Her voice cracked as she stared helplessly at the screen. "It's over," Julian muttered, his voice hollow. "It's all over." Watching the data drain away, he swayed unsteadily, realizing just how doomed he was. In desperation, his gaze fell on me, standing calm and composed to the side. A spark of hope flickered in his eyes as he yanked me toward the computer. "Skye! You know this stuff—you can fix it, right?"

“The day has not come when you need help. I will be watching from my quarters. I am casting the barrier spell from there. Asher, The Warrior Guardian, is a taker of lives. I don’t want mine to be next.” He pulled Marina close to him so he could see the truth in her eyes. “Coward! So that’s it then? Put the barrier up and hide in your quarters till it’s done?” She looked away from him. Legarde releases his grip. “Then, why agree to this?” “Those are my orders, my Lord commands it.” “Get the barrier up on my signal.” Legarde turned his back to her and stomped towards the cave, trying to think of the exact moment when he became a Guardian exterminator.