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... renched Damocles free from the corpse of the final Shadow Empousa, his breath ragged, his chest rising and falling like a forge's bellows.
The blade, cloaked in writhing black flames, hissed as it devoured the dark blood spilling from his opponent's body, consuming flesh and spirit alike in a grotesque, spectral inferno.
The stench of burning essence filled the air, clawing at his senses, but Rex didn't flinch. Instead, he glared into the darkness ahead, his sweat-soaked face set ...
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