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“Step forward.”
His voice echoed in the empty space, resonant and powerful, like a lion claiming its territory. Phainon walked down the path paved with crushed stone and stood firmly before him.
“Are we to face me in a final battle?” he asked, half-joking and half-serious.
“If we had been born in the era when this structure was built,” Mydei said, “we likely would have had no choice in the matter.”
He paused, his gaze landing on Phainon, and added another line: “But assuming it truly came to that, I would likely fight you with everything I have. And then… I wish you eternal victory.”
Over a dozen towering Fire Altars burned unceasingly around them, and above their heads still hung that massive blade symbolizing Calamity. This was never a place to sing of love and romance; the meaning of its existence had always been tightly bound to death and violence.
Yet in this very place, for the first time, Phainon felt a powerful urge to drop to one knee.
Because in Mydei’s words, there was already a partiality that even Mydei himself had not noticed.
Amid all possible outcomes of victory and defeat, life and death, he had chosen to bless Phainon’s future.Series
- Part 2 of Down together, Bound together