The Luna He Stole to Break the World
"And know that in three days, when I consume your consciousness, these will be the last memories you carry into oblivion. The memory of her screaming. The memory of your failure."
He raised one skeletal hand, claws extending, reaching for Mira's throat.
And then the world exploded.
Not from the charges we'd planted. From something else. Something above.
The ceiling cracked, dust and debris raining down. Shouts echoed from the tunnels confusion, panic, alarm.
The Ancient One paused, his head tilting.
"What "
Another explosion. Closer this time.
And through the chaos, through the dust and screaming, I heard a voice I'd thought I'd never hear again.
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