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Chapter 49: End of the Black Viper
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... silence hit me like a wall.
No wind. No cries. Not even the sea dared to whisper.
Just... silence.
The air was thick with the smell of blood and burnt steel. Ice creaked beneath my boots, slick and dark with what used to be people. My eyes moved slowly over the scene—bodies frozen in mid-motion, twisted in agony, some barely recognizable. Heads were scattered like discarded helmets. Eyes wide. Empty
They weren't just thugs.
They were professionals. Assass ...
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