CHAPTER 313 - SENET ARCHIVES

RAINA’S POV

The evening sky burned orange over the wrecking town. The air was thick with the scent of gunpowder and fresh blood, as boots thundered and orders barked.

“The operation is on,” I mumbled.

Crack-crack-crack. Pistols echoed down the asphalt driveway that split the grassy yard. Rounds ...

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