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... s hardened with a coldness and brutality so absolute it could only have been born from an existence forged in darkness and fire. His gaze was pure horror made manifest, the chilling essence of Hell itself.
The next moment, the vast runes etched across his chest ignited. Black fire surged outward, then condensed, forming a mantle of seething plasma that clung to his frame. The bleeding ceased, shredded muscle reknit, and broken bones fused back together.
Vlad’s eyes narrowed. It w ...
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