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... asingly suffocating, as if even the wind had decided to stop so as not to disturb what was to come. The tall leaves barely swayed, trapped in an eerie stillness, as invisible tension built around the group.
Vergil halted his march, standing like a statue in the middle of the trail. The ground creaked under the weight of the minimal movement, and the sound, though low, echoed like a drumbeat amidst the morbid silence. His hand didn’t go to Yamato, but his cold eyes narrowed, and the air a ...
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