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... on the air as the old priest bowed.
No one spoke. No one moved. The only sound was the faint rustle of Elios’s robes as he straightened.
Alpheo’s eyes drilled into the old man, his stare unwavering, sharp as a blade poised against the throat. He studied every wrinkle on the priest’s face, every movement of his hands, every breath he took
Then, Alpheo broke the silence. His voice was even, almost casual, but there was an unmistakable edge beneath it, as he would have liked ...
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