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... heap on the cold marble, limbs already twisted into grotesque, unnatural shapes, faces pulped beyond recognition.
Their bodies glistened with layers of sweat, piss, blood clot vomits, and fresh crimson that steamed in the rapidly dropping temperature. They were still conscious — barely — eyes wide and rolling with animal panic, exactly as Phei intended.
He stood over them for a moment, head tilted, humming softly to the icy melody only he could hear.
Then he stepped forw ...
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