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As Azarios's knees collided with the unforgiving floor, the impact reverberated through the room, sending shivers down Alexa's spine. The sight of his broken gaze pierced through her, casting a chilling shadow over her thoughts, and in that fleeting moment, her mind was engulfed by an abyss, a disorienting void that threatened to swallow her whole, while The Priestess’s voice faded into the background.
Fragments of memories cascaded through her consciousness like shards of glass. Images of her awakening in the speeding car and the disorientation that had consumed her senses—she remembered Azarios’s unfriendly demeanor—his hands reaching out and forcing something down her throat while she tried to fight him off.
The memor
