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... ht was not silent.
Not anymore.
What had once been a veil of pristine stars, crowning the pyramids in their ancient glory, was now stained with screams, howls, and wails. Vampires and werewolves tore each other apart in a relentless clash, each trying to prove supremacy. Claws against fangs. Shadows against flesh. Fury against steel.
The wind-driven sand was no longer golden: it turned red with each gust, transforming the desert into a field of makeshift graves. Where pha ...
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