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The air in the chamber tasted of rust and old betrayal.

That faith had just cost him everything. The air in the chamber tasted of rust and old betrayal

He pressed his bleeding hand against the altar socket. sticky and relentless. Behind him

Lyra had chosen control. So she became a statue, forever guarding the altar she could never touch. The air in the chamber tasted of rust and old betrayal

Kaelen stumbled through the jagged doorway, one hand clamped over the wound in his side. Warmth bled between his fingers, sticky and relentless. Behind him, the sound of heavy boots echoed off the stone corridor—steady, unhurried. They weren’t chasing anymore. They were savoring.