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            <title>23 &#8211; The Friction of the Factions</title>
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            <pubDate>Mon, 26 Oct 2026 04:05:00 +0000</pubDate>
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            <description><![CDATA[The Maid entered and exited the lounge three times, each with an accompanying narration. She tried an aloof, cool entrance, in which her… character pointed finger guns and winked at various people around the room—she slathered some gel through her hair, sweeping it back like some fifties greaser. Her next attempt was a more dainty, princess-like approach, gracefully entering the room with her hands…]]></description>
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            <title>22 &#8211; The Factions of Chicago</title>
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            <pubDate>Thu, 22 Oct 2026 04:05:00 +0000</pubDate>
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            <description><![CDATA[Erika would have said that cliques formed all around the lounge as each new arrival joined the gathering, but that wasn’t accurate. It was more like cliques arrived, already pre-made, and most people didn’t venture away from their own little circles. Even Erika wasn’t immune, sitting on the armrest of one couch while The Hermit lounged across the rest of it. The Hunters were…]]></description>
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            <title>21 &#8211; Masquerade</title>
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            <description><![CDATA[“I think we just got spirited away,” Rick said, van pulled over to the side of an old dirt road. He leaned out the window, glaring back at the odd pair of trees they just passed through. Erika craned back to stare as well. A pair of trees, entirely unassuming, flanked the road. She could see the difference between their side of the trees…]]></description>
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            <title>20 &#8211; Dress to Impress</title>
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            <pubDate>Thu, 15 Oct 2026 04:05:00 +0000</pubDate>
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            <description><![CDATA[“I just don’t know what I’m supposed to do with a grenade launcher,” Sofia groaned as she tried on one of Anna’s padded biker leathers. “Like, the glue canisters are the only thing I’ve got that isn’t indiscriminately deadly. Do I use them and hope Erika can ignore them or do I get everyone killed?” Erika laced up a new pair of combat boots—a…]]></description>
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            <title>19 &#8211; Ambush Under the Broken Glass</title>
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            <pubDate>Mon, 12 Oct 2026 04:05:00 +0000</pubDate>
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            <description><![CDATA[“Alright. I’m at the spot,” Erika said into her walkie-talkie. Steelworker’s Park was a park. It featured grassy open areas, a fair number of trees, paved paths to walk or jog along, occasional benches… the usual park affairs. Lake Michigan stretched out to the horizon, and a few people were out fishing. The park’s main claim to fame was the large lumps of iron…]]></description>
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            <title>18 &#8211; Lingering Stress</title>
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            <description><![CDATA[Erika sat with her hands clasped together under her nose, elbows resting on the table in Varn’s back room. A glass cake dome sat dead center of the table, stopping anyone from accidentally bumping into the turquoise-encrusted ring. The Warrior’s ring box was closed, but that hadn’t helped Erika back at the morgue. It hadn’t done a thing since they got it out of…]]></description>
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            <title>17 &#8211; i &#8211; The Hanged Man in the Moon</title>
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            <pubDate>Mon, 05 Oct 2026 04:05:00 +0000</pubDate>
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            <description><![CDATA[“I’m afraid there isn’t much more I can do for you. To most other patients, I would suggest rest and recovery. Your body wouldn’t benefit, unfortunately.” The Hanged Man drew in a deep breath, tasting the doctor’s genuine apology in his words. He hadn’t expected any other response. Revenant, Specter-class being, scourge… zombie, even. In the years since he woke up dead, he had…]]></description>
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            <title>16 &#8211; The Bench</title>
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            <pubDate>Thu, 01 Oct 2026 04:05:00 +0000</pubDate>
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            <description><![CDATA[Erika’s heart skipped a beat as she stepped fully into the chamber, wondering if she should have looked around for a different exit before jumping straight in front of the god again. The Final Judge sat slumped on an elevated platform at the far end of a long room. Pews of dark stone stretched from side to side, broken only where the aisle ran…]]></description>
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            <title>15 &#8211; Silence Eternal</title>
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            <pubDate>Mon, 28 Sep 2026 04:05:00 +0000</pubDate>
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            <description><![CDATA[Erika realized that she might have been an idiot. With the downfall of two gods notched on her belt, Erika saw another god and figured she could cross a third off her list. The Final Judge wasn’t even a massive monster, just a little, human-sized skeleton—hardly worth raising a bat over. The Monk looked more intimidating, the maggots were more disgusting, even a zombie…]]></description>
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            <title>14 &#8211; Hall of Preservation</title>
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            <pubDate>Thu, 24 Sep 2026 04:05:00 +0000</pubDate>
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            <description><![CDATA[Erika let her fingers trail over a black marble column. It felt smooth and cold to the touch. Thin white fissures ran through in chaotic, disjointed patterns that stretched high up toward the vaulted ceiling of the corridor. Moving to the stained glass window, she pressed her face right up against it in an attempt to peer outside. She couldn’t see a single thing.…]]></description>
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