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Chapter 10: Stepping Into the Light
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Renata felt the gargoyle give way under her boots. Gravity seized them, pulling the pair down into the gaping maw of the abyss while the dragon’s hellish fire rained down like molten gold. Nicolás did not let go. Instead, he twisted his body in midair, shielding Renata with his own frame as they plummeted toward the jagged palace gardens below. His hand reached out, not toward the dragon, but toward his own pocket. He pulled out a crumpled, neon-glowing energy bar wrapper. He flicked it into th
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