Chapter 144 The Shattered Choice

One second, Elara was looking at Ronan’s blood-smeared face through a haze of silver tears; the next, her lungs flatlined.

The air didn't just leave her; it felt like it was violently siphoned out of her throat by a vacuum. The metallic, sulfur-and-decay stench of the Vault vanished, replaced by an...

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