Labyrinth of gods

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PART I

48 hours later...

Dante reached for Aristotle's hand.

"It will be alright," Aristotle mumbled. Trying to calm down Dante it's impossible as learning to paint. But for Aristotle and the rest of his crew, he will do anything to make sure Daniel is arrested. "Dante looks at me," He said harshly, trying to blink away the tears.

"Yeah?"

Damn it, Dante.

Aristotle's tears fell like the rain on a stormy night. "I love you."

Dante smiled weakly, already under the influence of the anesthesia. "I...lo-love...you to-to...too..."

Aristotle's chest tightens as he closed his eyes, glancing at Natalia who is their only hope. "Will it work?"

Natalia looked down, her hands trembling as she carried the bowl to the center of the room.

"I'm sorry, Aristotle."

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