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⚠️The following chapter contains a bit of violence.
Novah
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“Nolan!” I call out to him, hearing him groan while crashing on the other side of the wall, and I desperately pull on the chains, ignoring the burning as I try to unshackle my ankles, but I can’t. My strength doesn’t work against silver. It just drains me. Carla is desperately trying to get us to see, but she’s also failing. Whenever this thing switches off the lights, our enhanced vision doesn’t matter. We are in the dark.
Hisses, grunts, and things crashing are all we can hear around us.
Please, Goddess, help him. Give him strength.
I make a desperate plea, going out of my mind with fear. I felt the strength of tha
