margin-right:0in">"Sorry, kid." The wide-eyed baby at my feet looks up at me like the bully I am, but he can't stop me from doing the unthinkable. I'll have to forgive myself.

With a swift kick, Wiver's sapling bends, then breaks. It snaps in two. The baby falls on his back and cries.

I don't have a chance to finish the job before Siron rushes through the air and throws me down, narrowly avoiding her own son. Her cold hands shove me against the ground.

"YOU BITCH!" she screams. "YOU'VE BROKEN HIM! YOU'VE HURT HIM!"

"And you didn't stop me! If you can't even stop me from hurting your children, what's to stop Dendello Den’ga from obliterating them? You said it yourself! He’s a god among your race, but you can&rsqu...

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