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The Logic of the Shield
Author: Darknificent
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"I would rather turn my own brain into ash than watch you crumble into a handful of glass."

Draven’s voice shattered against the floating marble ruins of the Core Fracture. He dropped to his knees beside the cracked brass sphere, his human hand shaking so violently he could barely hold himself up.

"Draven, listen to yourself!" Jesse yelled, kneeling opposite him with their fingers buried in their silver hair. "You sound insane! You want me to believe that giant black hole in the sky is some kin
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