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... nts seeped into the cathedral floor, tendrils of sickly green mist twisting like grasping fingers.
The air thickened, heavy with the scent of rot and something far worse—a plague not yet given form, but eager to be born.
Selene Nocturna stood motionless, her lips curling as the mist slithered up her boots, weaving around her legs like a starving serpent recognizing its master.
She inhaled deeply, allowing the fumes to enter her lungs.
Power.
Pure, unshackl ...
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