DEAR EX, I AM YOUR UNCLE'S MATE
Annabel stumbled, losing her grip on her blade as the rogue twisted free.
From the fissures, streams of light shot upward, intertwining to form a massive, glowing orb suspended in the air. It pulsed rhythmically, each beat sending shockwaves that knocked everyone to their knees.
“What is that?” Damian shouted, shielding his face from the blinding light.
“The Nexus,” Annabel whispered, her voice filled with dread.
The rogue stood, his arms outstretched as if basking in the glow. “Do you feel it, Annabel?” he called out. “The power. The raw, unfiltered essence of creation itself. This is what we’ve been fighting for.”
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