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... as suffocating. Not even the mutilated wolf’s moans could rise above the crushing pressure gripping the ravine.
Roxanne rose slowly, her fingers still stained with fresh blood. A perfect contrast against her golden hair that shimmered in the wind, as if nothing could tarnish her radiant beauty.
She returned to Vergil, sliding her arms around him with an almost childlike possessiveness. Her red eyes sparkled, but now it wasn’t just joy or love. There was something else: a shadow o ...
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