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The flames flicker, casting shadows against the stone walls.

I feel uncertain.

Not of what I must do.

But of what I want to do.

There is a difference.

And it kills me.

Seraphina shifts, watching me.

Waiting.

For my next move.

For my next command.

She thinks I am in control of this.

And maybe, for a while, I was.

But now… Now, I feel the strings twisting.

And I don’t know who is holding them anymore.

I don’t like it.

And yet I can’t stop.

Not until I get what is mine.

And if I have to destroy the world for it?—

So be it.

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SERAPHINA

The moment I step outside, I feel it.

The shift in the air.

The way the shadows seem to breathe, curling around the edges of the alleyway like waiting beasts.

We’re being watched. It hasn’t even been twenty-four hours.

I don’t say a word.

But I know Rylan feels it too.

He moves differently—sharper, quieter, more lethal.

A predator sensing another hunter closing in.

Nhilian’s men.

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