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... eld stretched for miles. Once a sacred coastal plain, it had been reduced to ruin. Towers of white marble lay toppled, cliffs had collapsed into the sea, and rivers of molten fire still poured from where Seraphin’s divine flames had split the earth.
But Poseidon stood unbowed at the center of it all.
Water dripped from his trident like liquid sapphire, steaming as it hissed against the scorched ground. His chest rose and fell slowly, though his wounds bled freely, glowing faintly ...
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