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... levated stature meant he would no longer be completely overpowered by an angel. But the presence before him reduced him to nothing more than an insect.
The pressure was suffocating. Isaac could barely twitch a single finger.
Then, Angela picked up a stick and poked at the campfire, scattering sparks into the air. The oppressive weight eased slightly. A moment later, Beshek’s voice echoed, tinged with an almost apologetic tone.
[My apologies. I was just a bit startled that ...
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