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... tesque mix of human intellect and abyssal corruption.
Horns curled like jagged crowns, claws shimmered with unnatural sharpness, and his twisted grin burned with madness.
"You can’t win, boy," Othello roared, lunging forward.
His claws raked through the air, carrying streaks of corrosive mana that left dark blots on the panels of the space.
"I am progress incarnate!"
Noah blurred away with Flash Step, only for Othello to appear at his flank, moving with de ...
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