Author's Note: Unedited Chapter
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Finally…
Nocturnis lay floating in space, broken, shriveled, barely holding form.
His once endless shadow aura flickered dimly.
"Fifty percent…" Nocturnis whispered. His voice was hoarse, weak, defeated.
"You're only… at fifty percent…"
Gustav hovered above him, eyes leveling calmly.
"You attacked my people," Gustav said softly.
"You hurt those under my protection."
He reached out.
Placed a finger on Nocturnis' forehead.
"And you tried to kill me while I was unconscious."
The deity's body trembled.
"…Please…" he whispered.
Gustav didn't answer.
He simply flicked Nocturnis away—sending him drifting into the void like an insignificant piece of debris.
He wasn't worth killing.
Not yet.
Not when Gustav still needed answers.
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AND SO… THE COSMOS WAS QUIET AGAIN
Endric, Ria, and Sersi had witnessed only a fraction of the battle.
But even that fraction was enough to make their souls tremble.
"This…" Ria whispered.
