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Chapter Ninety-Eight: The Devourer’s Hand
Author: Pheel-Grip
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The sky screamed. The fissure tore wider, splitting the heavens open like skin peeled back from bone. Black fire poured out, spiraling downward in a storm of shrieking flame.

The air reeked of rot, the stench of centuries of devoured worlds flooding the crater. And through it came the hand.

Claws the size of spires. Fingers of molten shadow. The Devourer’s hand tore through the rift, dragging itself into the mortal plane.

The earth buckled under the weight of its arrival. Entire blocks of stone heaved upward, then shattered into dust. Ash swirled into a vortex, suffocating the sky.

Jason stood at the center, wings blazing white, Aria clutched to his chest. His fire lashed out wildly, uncontrolled, answering rage with rage.

Kael shielded his face from the searing storm, shouting over the thunder. “Jason! Listen to me! You’ll burn out”

“I don’t care!” Jason roared back, his voice distorted by the ember’s howl. “I’ll tear it apart even if it kills me!”

The hand struck. Shadowed claws sl
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