Chapter 229: Godfire

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The air still trembled. The impact of Alberto's punch had sent deep fractures through the very bones of the facility. Metal groaned, struggling to hold together.

And yet, from the wreckage, something laughed.

SYSTEM ALERT: UNIDENTIFIED ENTITY RECOVERY RATE – 4,600% ABOVE PREDICTED PARAMETERS.

WARNING: TARGET IS IN A STATE OF CONTINUOUS EVOLUTION.

Circe coughed beside him, one hand pressed against her throat where the devil's grip had crushed her windpipe. She wasn't fully healed yet, but she forced herself upright. "I hope you have a plan, Your Majesty."

Alberto scoffed, cracking his knuckles. "I've got my fists. That's usually enough."

The rubble shifted.