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... agged, their voices cracked raw. The boy’s song still threaded them together, but its grip was tenuous, fragile as glass. Every pulse of his note cost them more of themselves.
And the Unborn knew it.
The fissure above convulsed, black storms churning inside its depths. Then—without warning—it struck. Not with voice this time, but with force.
A shard of shadow, jagged as obsidian, tore from the Gate and hurled downward like a spear. It slammed into the lattice, splintering ...
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