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... still hung in the air, swirling lazily around the shattered stones of the forgotten shrine. Lyra stood unmoving, her bloodfire spell flickering out slowly from her hands. Raen knelt beside the charred remains of the godmarked child, his expression unreadable.
She had begged for death.
And he had given it.
Not out of mercy—but necessity.
"I saw her soul," Lyra whispered, voice hoarse. "It was... fractured. Like she didn't remember who she was—just the commands etch ...
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