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... nocking on the door.
Not aggressive knocking. Polite, measured knocking that suggested the person on the other side had been waiting for signs of life and was now actively creating some.
"Food’s ready," Ryota’s voice came through the door. "You’ve been out for two days. Figured you’d be hungry."
I blinked at the ceiling, my brain slowly coming online.
We were in a coalition safehouse, mortal realm, somewhere that wasn’t the infernal throne room. The bed was comfor ...
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