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Elias knelt on the cold stone, his knees screaming in protest, but he dared not move. He had recited the summoning cipher twelve times. His throat was raw, his voice a hollow rasp. He was about to give up, to accept that the texts were lies, when the temperature dropped so sharply his breath crystallized in the air.

The candles didn't flicker; they froze, the wax turning instantly brittle and white. k devilish angels 13

K-07 tilted its head. The motion was jerky, insectile. "We can heal anything. We can knit flesh and purge blood. But we are not the Architects of Mercy, Elias. We are the Audit." Elias knelt on the cold stone, his knees