Aris pricked his finger. A single drop of blood seeped into the mercury. The gauntlet flowed up his arm like a serpent made of cold fire.
“Correct. You will close the loop, walk away, and feel only a hollow sense of victory. That is the Samunlock. You trade love for geometry.” g-st samunlock v6.0
She left before Aris could ask for a refund. Aris pricked his finger