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And vanished.
In its place came something else—eagerness. A raw, primal urge. Not born of logic. Not even of defiance. But something deeper.
Need.
He stepped forward without a word, his hands rising to grip the hilt of the crimson sword with both hands.
The instant his fingers wrapped around it, a jolt shot through his entire body.
But Max didn't flinch.
Didn't let go.
He was too far gone for pain to matter.
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