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From their pride came the Aesymar, divine children who carried fragments of their makers’ power.
"Let me guess—you beat all the fishermen at their own game and they're still trying to figure out how."
"You think you could break me?" "Break you?" His laugh was cold. "Breaking would be such a waste. I'd much rather watch you bend."
Xül stepped forward. Too close. He was always too godsdamned close.
"What about 'I kneel before you, Warden, because no one else has ever looked quite so good in black'?"
"What you witnessed tonight was merely the performance. Tomorrow, we glimpse behind the curtain."
After everything that had happened since the Trials began, I was going back to where it all started.
"I'm team Don't-Die-With-Regrets."
I bind myself to you. My life. My soul. My Loyalty. Forevermore. I’m yours.
Nothing left to lose.
