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... un, its echoes seeping into the marrow of the city.
The masked intruder’s body spasmed in an alley drenched in sickly moonlight.
Veins, once flowing with purpose, now twisted and darkened, puppeteered by Selene’s will.
He clutched his chest, the crimson sigil pulsing like a second, poisoned heart.
“She’s found me,” he rasped, coughing up filaments of black bile.
Far above, perched upon a ruined spire, Selene Nocturna watched.
Her hood concealed mos ...
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