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Chapter 66: Desperate Measures

Author: Joan f . Vanzant
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The air in the war chamber was thick with tension, every face around the table drawn tight with worry. The defeat of Mason's betrayal had hung over us like a storm cloud, threatening to shatter what little hope we had left. But as I stood there, surrounded by Draven, Astrid, and the remaining leaders of the alliance, I knew there was no turning back.

"We can’t keep fighting this way," I said, my voice firm despite the turmoil raging inside me. "Elian is too powerful. And now, with Mason... We need to change our strategy."

Astrid’s silver eyes narrowed. "What exactly are you suggesting, Seraphina?"

I took a deep breath, steadying myself before speaking. "We have one option left. The Oracle's Eye."

At the mention of the artifact, a ripple of shock passed through the room. The Oracle's Eye—an ancient, powerful relic rumored to grant the ability to see into the threads of fate itself. It was said to reveal the true path, but at a cost, and the path to finding it was riddled with danger. O
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