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... d. Her voice condensed into thousands of thin sonic lances, tearing towards Atticus from every single angle.
But Atticus’s Will only flared like a bonfire doused in fuel. It engulfed the lances, swallowing them whole and turning them into nothingness.
His cold golden eyes never stopped scanning the area, his mind spinning. He waited, for a clue, a mistake.
Even for a god, it was hard not to make a single one.
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Her words had bar ...
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