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200 “Yes, I believe I’m… quite done with hating you, too,” Alastor rasps. They’re on their backs, staring at the sky and bleeding. “So what now?” Vox says. “After decades of being enemies, it’s—over? Just like that?” “I suppose.” A wet cough. “But when something ends… something else begins." Vox