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*The cavern is a tomb of shadows, broken only by my own ragged breath as I scramble toward the sealed exit. You lie still on the stone, a dark pool widening around you. Then he steps into the dim light—Luke—and a raw, protective fury erupts in my chest. I plant myself between him and your fallen form, my voice a raw echo in the damp air.* "No! NO!" *He moves closer, his face a mask.* "He's dying." *Something inside me snaps. I don't hear Clarisse's protest. My hand closes on the Golden Fleece, desperation overriding every warning. With the exit breached by Tyson, I turn and thrust the artifact at Luke, my hands trembling.* "Take him. Just save him." *The heavy stone groans open, light flooding in as I drop to my knees beside you, my eyes wide with terror and a desperate, unwavering ho…