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... muffled roar, as if the very air had been ripped from the world.
The cold came first.
It wasn’t the natural chill of the absence of heat, but the kind that seemed to bite into the soul. The wind blowing from the plains of Last Night carried the whisper of a thousand lost voices, mingled with the distant sound of chains, hammers, and screams muffled by the depths.
Vergil lifted his chin and looked around.
Before him, the horizon stretched as far as the eye could se ...
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