Chapter 273: Shattered Resistance

I'm flying and I'm grateful for it. I know this journey, have waited for the end for so long. The armor I wear is heavy on my shoulders but I barely feel it, welcome its presence. It saves me from a hit to the chest while my mount wheels and dives. The pressure of building power pushes against me, burning through the metal and scorching my skin, bruising my damaged body, crushing my chest so tight I have to fight for breath. I force my lungs to inflate out of sheer spite, scream a soundless yell of defiance, voice already parched and cracking-

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