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... nmerciful over the ruins of Black Hollow.
The stench of death clung to the air, thick as a funeral shroud.
The freshly risen dead twitched and shuddered, their bodies adjusting to the unnatural force that had pulled them back from the abyss.
Selene Nocturna, the Pale Widow, stood at the edge of the carnage, her gaze fixed on her latest creation—the girl she had turned mere moments ago.
The girl, once weak and fragile, now stood still as stone.
Her skin had ...
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