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... e, I’ve lost contact with two Soul Artifacts again."
Amidst the sound of rain, there was a deep rumble.
A dark soul clung to the living, roaring angrily in the storm, its malicious gaze fixated on the distant castle. Its voice, full of resentment, echoed through the rain-washed Forbidden Forest.
"Dumbledore! Are you forcing my hand?"
Holy blood.
Flowed into its mouth.
"As you wish then! Let the battle begin!"
The struggling soul seemed to h ...
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