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... le aegon looked at his fingers—all filled with wet sticky blood.
His breath hitched.
Chest tight.
Vision—alternating between clear and blurry.
He looked around him.
There.
In the center of it all, an Eldritch soul the size of a house. It had a single long horn in the middle of its three heads.
Aegon’s breath seized again.
All around him were corpses.
Some bitten half way, blood and organs like a monkey’s banana feast—paintin ...
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