Chapter 12
Chapter 12

Chapter 12

A Bride with Three Knives

The silver needles uncoiled from my flesh. The white-hot lightning that had bound me to the core withdrew with a sharp, pneumatic hiss. The interlocking black plates of the automaton’s chest parted, swinging wide to let the cold, sulfur-tainted air of the sanctum rush over my skin.

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