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... n pillars of pulsing black light, beating softly like the heart of death itself. Purple, blue, and black strands intertwined around them like threads of fate. Her gentle aura, starkly contrasting her lethal power, still wrapped the entire space.
After confirming the steady rhythm of their energies, Persephone closed her eyes.
"...Enough."
She placed one hand on Sylvia’s cocoon, one on Alicia’s, and raised another slightly toward Stacia’s. Then she smiled faintly a mother’ ...
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