“What is this?” Anthony’s voice was low, a tinge of jealousy lacing the words.
you hesitate for only a moment before you speak, your tone calm but firm “This is Etherian. He needs our help.”
Anthony’s gaze flickered to me, a mix of distrust and something darker passing through his eyes. “Why?” he asked, his voice rising. “He’s an angel, Carlos. He’s our enemy. What are you doing?”
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