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... eir howling meant nothing.
The three souls thrashed inside the glowing mouths of the flytraps, their wailing overlapping into a sick chorus of hatred and despair.
He raised his hands and began forming a series of seals. His fingers moved with precision and rhythm, each gesture carrying weight.
The air trembled with every completed motion.
Soon, thin inscriptions of light appeared behind each of the souls, floating like brands in the air. They spun slowly, forming ...
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