Logan's POV

“Ten, nine, eight, seven—”

The ground shakes beneath my feet before I can reach zero. Dust rises from the ancient ceremonial stones as a rumble builds in the distance, growing louder with each heartbeat.

I don't stop counting.” Six, five, four—”

"You think I wouldn't be prepared?" Cain's voice cuts across the square, smug and confident despite the army at his back starting to shift nervously.

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