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Chapter 157: Marked
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... corched tile, but Lux could feel it—he wasn’t out. Not yet. Not really. These two were wired like bomb circuits. You had to disarm both at once or get blown sky-high.
He didn’t intend to get blown.
So Lux moved.
Fast.
His wings cracked open, launching him forward like a nightmare-shaped missile. Devorare licked through the air—black steel, cruel curve, thirsting.
The woman met him halfway, claws extended.
She screamed something in an old tongue—som ...
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