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Wrong Timing
Phoenix|| The sounds of battle echoed through the stone walls of the castle, each clash of steel and roar of fury sending shivers down my spine. I sat by the window, staring out at the distant chaos but unable to bring myself to look directly at the c*****e unfolding. My heart ached with fear for Ares, Axel, and Asher. The thought of them out there, risking their lives, was almost too much to bear. I tried to focus on the view outside, but the smoke rising from the battlefield and the occasional flash of fire or lightning kept pulling my thoughts back to the present danger. I squeezed my eyes shut, hoping, praying for their safety. A sudden knock at the door made me jump. I turned to see Zorah entering the room, her expression calm and indifferent. She closed the door behind her and
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