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... by the soft dripping of blood onto scorched earth.
Hundreds of eyes stared at the white figure standing in the center of the battlefield, that cruel smile still playing across features that looked like Akhil’s but somehow weren’t. The resemblance was there—the build, the hair, the face—but everything else was wrong. The posture, the expression, the cold malevolence radiating from every movement.
This wasn’t their leader. This wasn’t their friend.
This was something else e ...
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