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The Ancient Voice rumbled, not just in Leo’s ears, but in the very fabric of his soul. Breaking the trance he had been.
He remembered those red eyes. He heard everything. He felt everything. In this timeless space he felt that sensation of running for an eternity.
And now this voice was calling him weak? This bastard was playing.
And he forgot about those fearful eyes peering into his soul.
"Your mother is we..."
Leo opened his mouth to argue, to tell ...
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