Chapter 38 Alternating Iron Cages, the Birth of a Living Sacrifice

Kevin's POV

I released my grip. Hestia collapsed like a sack of rotten meat, crashing heavily onto the rain-soaked stone pavement.

She clutched at her nearly crushed throat, sprawled on the ground, coughing violently. Her remaining right eye was filled with absolute terror as tears mixed with the...

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