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Chapter 87: Elowen's Return
Author: Olso Sterling
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The ice under my feet felt like it was going to snap at any second. A massive trail of bubbles broke the surface of the freezing water, followed by a hiss of steam that nearly blinded me.

A silver pod shot out of the depths like a bullet, hovering just inches above the ice. It was sleek, cold, and looked nothing like the clunky subs we usually fought.

"Jax, watch out!" I yelled, reaching out to steady him.

"I see it! What the hell is that thing?" Jax shouted. He raised his rifle, his finger sh
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