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Chapter 49: Three Words
The stone beneath Isolde crumbled. Eloy lunged.
His hand closed on fabric, not flesh. Rough-woven sleeve material, already straining at the shoulder seam where her arm had wrenched during the shove. Bridge segment tilting sharply, a fifteen-degree pitch that sent loose masonry skittering into the ravine. Two hundred feet of open air swallowed the sound.
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