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... cold, mingled with the smell of scorching iron and blood, like some twisted purgatory.
Kalan was hung upside down on a torture pillar, his entire body stained with blood and filth, the once sturdy and upright figure now reduced to a spasming, twitching skeleton tormented by torture.
The torturer pressed a glowing red iron needle into the nerve junctions of his calf, instantly eliciting a tooth-grinding wail.
He screamed in collapse, his voice like the whimper of a trappe ...
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