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... rratic. Her face was pale, overtaken by terror—a rare sight for someone like her, who always maintained composure. She looked at her hands and realized she had dropped the cake she had been eating, something that never happened. Roxanne would never allow something as precious as her cake to be wasted.
"I-Is that... Vergil's mother?" Katharina whispered, leaning against a tree, staring at the coliseum now shrouded in a dome of pure murderous intent. Her expression shifted between shock an ...
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