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Chapter One Hundred and Twenty-Two: Heart of Fire
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Aria felt it snap. One heartbeat, Jason’s ember blazed faintly under her hands. Broken, flickering, but alive. The next, gone. Not dimmed. Not fading. Gone.

Her scream tore through the abyss, raw and animal, shaking the shadows back for a moment. Jason’s body convulsed violently, then went still in her arms. His skin was ice against hers, silver fire leaking from his wounds like dying embers.

“No!” she sobbed, pressing her forehead to his. “No, I’m not letting you go! Do you hear me? You don’t get to leave me like this!”

But the abyss didn’t care. The shadows surged harder, shrieking, their claws gnashing against her silver wings. The chains rattled violently as though rejoicing in Jason’s vanishing.

Aria flared her fire, a brilliant wave of silver tearing through the tide. Her blade cut through shadow after shadow, her body moving on instinct, but her chest burned with emptiness. She couldn’t feel him anymore. The tether that had always bound them was a dead cord in her soul.

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