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... , masking the tension beneath.
He leaned forward slightly in his chair of crimson marble his fingers steepled, his red eyes narrowing.
He needed to know. If he was to remain a useful spy for the Ancient One and Clyde, understanding the next move of Hell’s ruling elite was crucial.
But no one answered him right away.
The other Demon Kings remained silent. The weight of uncertainty settling thick in the chamber.
The flickering hellfire cast their shadows lon ...
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