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... it in jagged scars, where divine lightning had carved holes into the sky itself. The ocean churned beneath, not in waves but in spirals that bent the horizon.
And at its center stood Poseidon.
His trident gleamed with wet light, each prong dripping silver streams that refused to fall—water bending upward in defiance of gravity. His chest heaved with exertion, but his eyes were steady, fathomless, a reminder that the man who once breathed as Dominic was gone. Only the Sea King rem ...
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