The Seal Stone

When the seal stone reaches its true seal, the apocalypse must break. At the end of every apocalypse, there are lives lost. To whom does this honor belong? •I ran my finger around the circle of his tattoo one turn. "Do you feel?" ' I asked bitterly. "There's a big sign right here." If he spoke bravely, he would probably say stamp. Or damn. "You don't see it, but you feel it. It's right here. A rope that wraps you around you." My other hand slipped down Cesur's arm and my fingers tangled in his. “A web that connects everything,” I said, admiring his tattoo. "Just like me." •

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Chapter 69

"Absolutely not," I sang, and stood up, taking the card from the table.

The fact that he came running after me without even letting go of my hand made me laugh. "See you guys," I said and walked to the door of the cafe with my friend Cesur.

I grabbed the doorknob and opened the door, but a dozen men were standing in front of me. Before I knew what was going on, Cesur pulled me behind him.

I could see nothing but his stretched back. His grip was starting to hurt. What was he so angry about?

The silence in the cafe was suddenly broken and everyone sitting inside took a position behind us, ready to leap forward at any moment. Fire had appeared right next to me, and I could have sworn it was growling.

Ateş said, "What are the dogs of the dignified herd doing here?" when he asked, a loud growl came from the men standing in front of us.

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