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... and the Gathering Storm
My question—silent and swirling in the void of my mind—became rhetorical the moment Onyx extended her slender, alabaster hand and gently clasped the shimmering caterpillar-like parasite.
"I will absorb the parasite, darling," Onyx declared with quiet authority, her voice a velvet whip slicing through the tension. "There’s no sense letting it waste away, unused."
I blinked, considering. "Why not let Sophia take it back? After all, it’s hers."
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