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Chapter 8: The Poisoned Edge

作者: Mischief
last update publish date: 2026-07-09 19:42:00

The sterile, fluorescent lights of the subterranean lab hummed overhead, casting a harsh glare across the polished steel surfaces. The silence that followed Agnes’s declaration was absolute, heavy enough to drown out the distant, rhythmic throb of the citadel’s ventilation system.

Rhys did not move. He sat in the reinforced medical chair like an obsidian statue, his massive chest rising and falling in a slow, calculated cadence. But beneath her fingers, Agnes

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